The city glowed with a million lights.

The city glowed all around us, as though sharing our happiness.

The city of the Machine glowed and sparkled.

The coasts were ringed with light, and great cities glowed at the heart of every continent.

The dead city glowed to their left like stone teeth.

The sun was about to set, and the whole city glowed as if it were on fire.

The whole city glowed fiercely, a new star in the night.

The sidewalks smelled of burnt copper; the city glowed.

The big city glowed and glittered on the right.

Once, the entire city had glowed with the blue-white illumina-tion produced by the circles.