I might as well hit my head against a brick wall.
The brick wall on the other side of me paid more attention.
I looked up to the top of the brick wall.
High on the brick wall was one small window, through which came the only light in the room.
Each time I tried we came upon the same brick wall.
So she set out to find who or what had been using her, and why, only to run into a brick wall.
I stood with my back to a brick wall across from the building.
She heard nothing from the other side of the brick wall.
A car simply isn't designed to go through a brick wall.
But every effort I made to put an end to it was met by a brick wall.
