Bogota's murder rate has declined, and the streets feel less mean.

On the way back from lunch (I walked it) already the streets felt a little lighter.

He didn't see anyone, but the street no longer felt deserted.

The walls and the narrow streets felt more like a prison with each passing step, and he wanted out.

The streets feel as though they had just been sprinkled.

Of course, on any given day in the city, the streets can feel dangerous.

There is crime, of course, but most streets feel safe at practically any hour.

I want your read on what the street feels like.

Though the sun was friendly the streets felt ominous.

The street was narrow and felt dark, even during daylight hours.