[oddly enough, this entry is recorded instead of written. It seems to be accidental, as it's said in a low, distracted murmur.]
Utter frivolity. The only joy in holidays is the ending of them.
[a pause]
The fog is depressing. This season brings to mind an unpleasant wistfulness.
[there's the clicking of metal sliding into place
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I will endeavor to be more optimistic, then. The weather is not particularly conducive to warm feelings, I'm afraid.
I take it you enjoy this weather, sir?
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But if I had to form an opinion, I might be tempted to say I do rather enjoy the fog, at least. Lends the city an air of mystery, doesn't it?
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Then again, you do have a point about it being bad for business. I haven't had a customer all week.
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