The sun had dipped behind the trees across the avenue.

Hiding in the shadows across the avenue, he saw them come out.

Across the avenue was a silent figure in black, waiting against a building wall.

If anyone really wanted to stare at her from the building across the avenue, they were welcome to.

When at length it did, he started slowly across the wide avenue.

The light changed and they went across the avenue.

Across the avenue was a long building constructed of large white stones.

I walked across the avenue and turned in to my office.

He was nearly across the wide avenue when the impossible happened.

He slowly got up and began to saunter back across the avenue.