"In-the-place" descriptive quick write

Here I am facing the entrance of the union building’s foyer while sitting on a metal chair around a metal table. A few others tables and chairs stand around me. Some of them are occupied. Others are empty. A “device” in the shape of an umbrella covers the tables. A nice day is coming to an end. It will soon be replaced by the night. Lights on gray poles are waiting for the day to surrender so they can shine. People are coming and going. Big trees with branches stronger than the concrete on the floor are all around me. The floor is like a table of chess with dark and light brown squares. Before I forget, there is a garden in which the trees have their roots. This garden, not surprisingly, is green, full of plants that in my country are called palmeiras.  There are other green plants on my left, which are each in a spot made of metal. The plants seem to be shoots. Cars flow on Guadalupe Street on my right. Across the Guadalupe Street I can read all the letters, mostly in red, black, white, and others in gold colors that give name to their stores. Behind the stores is a white building, where I stay. Behind me is the Methodist church in the same color as the walls of the Union building’s walls. By the way, the Union building’s walls having seashells marks on remind me fossils because of the way seashells marks are spread throughout the walls.