Voices in the Park

What had been dull, beige walls were now bright yellow walls.
What had been a boring, ordinary lamp post, was now a lamp post shaped like an exotic, beautiful flower. What had been a poor Santa beggar was now a cheerful dancing spirit. What had been a sad Mona Lisa on a flat canvas painting was now dancing.
What had been grey dirty flats, was now a bright, colourful appartment with shapes for windows.
What had been a disgusting, old street with rubbish all over (and   there was even a rat) was now a clean shiny road.
What had been a horrible, broken heart, was now a bright red heart.