Tuesdays in the city are a fanfare less affair. Grey smog rolls in off the river early in the mornings and lingers over the streets for the rest of the day. It is amazing that such a thing can even occur on the same day each week. That is not to say that the other days of the week lack the same dreary components, but every Tuesday seems worse for some reason. Waking in the morning drains the body heat straight out of you. Morning rituals become a chore and the only thing you really want is some hot coffee.