Darkness had fallen and the streets were silent.
I went into the streets of Cairo, and rode on the camel.
There is actually no place in this village for a work of fine art, if any had come down to us, to stand, for our lives, our houses and streets, furnish no proper pedestal for it.
The rest of the population lived on the streets or underground.
The quaint streets of Pacific Grove were quiet during the weekday, with a small group of women lingering in the midmorning sun at the café on the corner.