One of my deep structures conveyed in a piece de resistance surface one.

In the town of R-S there is an austere place, a never-going-to-be-completed structural-steel construct. It happened to me while on the train to what makes me aroused. Somewhere in the bowels of the scrappy beast, a peculiar musician was hittin a beam. It repayed with such a sound that I know what evokes titillation in me.