Sunlight sparkling on the wet streets sent painful daggers into his eyes.

Kathy Sheridan braves the dark, wet streets with canvassers for both sides.

A poor little girl was wandering in the cold wet streets.

I briefly wake, stumbling down wet streets, looking for my car.

The cab streaked through the wet streets with a noise like an asp.

He pushed on through the wet streets, lost in a hundred miseries and exaltations.

I've been cold, I've been hungry, I've walked the wet streets on my uppers.

Climbing up out through the jaws, gray trees and night Along the empty wet streets.

Buildings, dark macrocarpa trees, wet streets emerged and receded.

Bellevue, the wet streets, the all-night Dunkin' Donuts, the frickin' subway tunnels with the mole people.

An ordinary winter day, gray skies, wet streets.

The night had cleared, the moon was rising, and poured a flood of light upon the wet streets.

The rain came on, and we passed through dripping towns, with the lights shining from the wet streets.

Walking home through the wet streets, under the flashing gaslights, Dorothea and her companion preserve an ominous silence.

Hardly a torch-lamp flashed out except where a solitary woman scurried down the wet streets to lonely rooms.

He nodded encouragingly, cracked his whip, and we set off at a ramshackle trot through the wet streets.