Under the brown fog of a winter noon Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants C.i.f. London: documents at sight, Asked me in demotic French To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
Again, the 'Unreal City' seems to be a mixture of places and times all merged into one. There seems to be a mix of ancient Greece, modern day London. Also, the lines "Under the brown fog of winter" are repeated however, in the first part of the 'Unreal City' it says dawn, and now it is noon. So it seems like time is elapsing in this Unreal City. It kind of distorts our sense of time, since different time periods seem to be mixed, yet the flow of the day seems to go on as normal.