61.   The streets were thin and crowded anyway.

62.   The streets would be too crowded.

63.   The streets were rife with rumour and fear.

64.   The streets were black, the cobbles rough beneath their carpet of ice and a bitter, cruel wind whipped the snow into sudden flurries.

65.   The streets were full of theatre-goers, tourists and buskers and ticket touts looking for the tourist theatre-goer.

66.   The street ahead was clear so I slowed and risked a look in the mirror.

67.   The street was one of those which led into the souk and its lower end was completely blocked by stalls.

68.   The streets are narrow and twist and turn and it is not advisable to take a car up them.

69.   The streets were still and cool and silver in the moonlight.

70.   Traffic had lessened and the Mercedes was picking up speed, but the streets were unfamiliar.