As we passed through one of the gates on our way home again, a pretty young woman of gipsy type coming in the opposite direction bowed and smiled. 
A pretty young woman came and bowed and smiled at me
The young woman frowned at me
The woman has blond hair
Motor oil cannot be recycled in California.
The room was silent.
It hasn't gone through much.
the man is smoking a cigarette
People in a group standing in front of the sun