I think of fogs in London

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fogs of mutky yellow or of sheer black, 

such as have often made all work impossible to me, and held me, a sort of dyspeptic owl, in moping and blinking idleness.

On such a day, I remember, I once found myself at an end both of coal and of lamp-oil, with no money to perchase either; all I could do was to go to bed, meaning to lie there till the sky once more visible.

But a second day found the fog dense as ever, I rose in darkness; I stood at the window of my garret, and saw that the street was illumined as at night, lamps and shop fronts perfectly visible, with folk going about their business.

The fog, in fact, had risen, but still hung above the house-tops, impermeable by any heavenly beam.

My solitude being no longer endurable, 

I went out, and walked the town for hours.

When I returned, it was with a few coins which permitted me to buy warmth and light.

I had sold to a second-hand boolseller a volume which I prized, and was so much the poorer for the money in my pocket.

ㅡ George Gissing, 'The private papers of Henry Ryecroft'

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George Robert Gissing
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The Private Papers of Henry Ryecroft
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