No temperature made the melancholy mad elephants more mad or more sane. Their wearisome heads went up and down at the same rate, in hot weather and cold, wet weather and dry, fair weather and foul. The Circumlocution Office2022-02-26T11:07:34+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Elephants, Machinery, Steam Engines| Read More
A town of unnatural red and black like the painted face of a savage. The Circumlocution Office2022-11-15T23:27:37+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Industrial Revolution, Pollution| Read More
The atmosphere of those Fairy palaces was like the breath of the simoom: and their inhabitants, wasting with heat, toiled languidly in the desert. The Circumlocution Office2022-02-26T11:21:33+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Heat, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Pollution, Wind| Read More
The whole town seemed to be frying in oil. The Circumlocution Office2022-11-15T23:28:18+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Heat, Industrial Revolution, Pollution| Read More
The piston of the steam-engine worked monotonously up and down, like the head of an elephant in a state of melancholy madness. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-24T14:24:13+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Elephants, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Machinery, Steam Engines| Read More
All the public inscriptions in the town were painted alike, in severe characters of black and white. The Circumlocution Office2022-11-15T23:26:56+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Industrial Revolution| Read More
A town of machinery and tall chimneys, out of which interminable serpents of smoke trailed themselves for ever and ever, and never got uncoiled. The Circumlocution Office2022-11-15T20:38:28+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Machinery, Pollution| Read More
It was a town of red brick, or of brick that would have been red if the smoke and ashes had allowed it. The Circumlocution Office2022-11-15T23:29:01+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Pollution| Read More
Coketown lay shrouded in a haze of its own, which appeared impervious to the sun’s rays. The Circumlocution Office2020-06-25T19:56:00+01:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Pollution| Read More
Several large streets all very like one another, and many small streets still more like one another, inhabited by people equally like one another. The Circumlocution Office2020-06-26T21:44:32+01:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown| Read More
The innermost fortifications of that ugly citadel, where Nature was as strongly bricked out as killing airs and gases were bricked in. The Circumlocution Office2021-03-10T21:29:21+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Pollution| Read More
