Sentence examples for dilapidated shop from inspiring English sources

It was always going to be highly unlikely that the police would ever pick up on us going down there, but obviously, getting busted would be fucking awful and our guide was skulking like he was being followed by searchlights and sniffer dogs as he lead us through the backstreets towards the entrance point – this dilapidated shop.

It was always going to be highly unlikely that the police would ever pick up on us going down there, but obviously, getting busted would be fucking awful and our guide was skulking like he was being followed by searchlights and sniffer dogs as he lead us through the back streets towards the entrance point: this dilapidated shop.

The dilapidated shopping strip at The Corner was demolished in 1989, parks were refurbished and a new senior center was built.

On the five-minute walk from the stadium to the city centre there are a couple of sex shops, some dilapidated store fronts, a closed-down Grecian-style building with faded pink paint called the Town and Country Club, and a large Jobcentre.

TO AN economist wandering along the long strip of beachfront where battered trams run past tired attractions, dilapidated eateries and shops all selling the same sticks of rock, novelty underwear and latex Saddam Hussein masks Blackpool's rude commercial health poses a challenge.

When the play opens, Arthur's been the victim of a break-in, investigated by two beat cops (Kate Buddeke and James Vincent Meredith) and his neighbor Max, a brusque Russian (Yasen Peyankov) who offers to buy the dilapidated donut shop to expand his DVD business.

On a spit of land without fancy restaurants, battles for parking spots, or gratuitous displays of opulence, both sets visit the same ice cream shop, small library and dilapidated first-run movie theater.

Crammed into the old center of Naples, on either side of a main avenue nicknamed Spacca Napoli, are dilapidated palaces, gorgeous churches and small shops.

Partly it is because his images are almost entirely denuded of people, giving them an eerie stillness, and partly because Mr. Tice is drawn to subjects possessed of a decadent exhaustion, like retro theaters, old-fashioned diners, arcane shops, worn signage and dilapidated buildings.

Dashing off on his bike to antique shops (the prices absurdly cheap), exploring churches and dilapidated follies - to me in 1952 it seemed an ideal life.

It was just the kind of shop my mother would have liked — packed tightly, a bit dilapidated, with stacks of old books on the floor. . . .