Asked in my writing class to describe the setting outside my apartment, in order to flex my descriptive muscles. It's a little choppy and disjointed, but I'm pleased with a few points...
"The concrete theatre outside my bedroom window hosts a series of metropolitan shows every day, with performances by a wide variety of cast members and instruments. Alarming thuds and metal clangs waft up into my room each morning, much earlier than I wish to rise, but the snooze button is invariably out of reach. The eleventh-floor balcony seating provides toy-train-set views of the construction worker orchestra below, who play in unison in an effort to bring another steel-skeletoned giant to its feet."
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