...you know you want to :)
For something different, how about 6 sentences from Project #2?
The sun was directly above and there was nowhere to hide from its unrelenting glare. It pounded down onto the streets making the smells stronger, the tiles hotter and the merchants in the marketplace grumpy and intolerant.
Simon’s clothes had almost dried, but the lingering dampness from the river seemed to hang in the material, its humidity like a furnace. The sun was magnified in every drop of moisture on his skin and the heat of Faith’s body against his back only increased his discomfort.
Simon hitched Faith a little higher. It wasn’t what he wanted. She was supposed to be afraid.