What is "backstreet"

Usage examples of "backstreet".

Even along a relative backstreet like Rue Burgundy, oil lamps still burned on their curved brackets from the stucco walls of the houses, their light gleaming in the gutters and the wet pavements beyond.

The day was warm and wet, the sidewalk empty and every bit as Sundayish as a residential English backstreet.

The attackers fled through the backstreets to Whittier Boulevard, and trashed the street again.

The floodlights had given the backstreets the brightness of Las Vegas.

I search the literary backstreets for new blood, and what I find rarely holds promise.

On such nights, the dingy dwellings of Spittalfields and Whitechapel still seem to belong to the Huguenot silk-weavers, the prim backstreets of Kensington appear eternally Edwardian, and the houses of the Chelsea embankment, primped with gothic trimmings and standing in Sunday finery like a charabanc of ruddy-faced matrons, remain the province of the Pre-Raphaelites.

The backstreets were just dark enough to cause anxious glances over the shoulder.

Soon the Cats were entirely disorganized, chasing after this beggar or that as they disappeared into the crowded maze of backstreets without a trace.

They ranged from canons of the cathedral, in shovel hats and the grey flannels which the more worldly Anglicans affect in summer, through Presbyterians and ministers of the United Church in black coats and Roman collars, to the popes and miracle workers of backstreet sects, dressed in everything under the sun.

Atwood introduces a novel-within-a- novel, a science fiction story told by two unnamed lovers who meet in dingy backstreet rooms.

Kelly was sure that man number three was from a pop group called Backstreet Boys.

He rolled the Mercedes into a backstreet and tried to formulate a game plan.

The shaft was situated in the middle of the road in a quiet backstreet to the rear of the Peabody Trust buildings.

I look, wandering the backstreets of Dacca, along a wider watercourse.

Glimpsed from the train, blackened brick terraces evoke in Arnold folk memories of a community standing together in the blitz, of street parties and of sing-alongs in smoky backstreet pubs.