1 The tune had been haunting London for weeks past.
2 It was always difficult to determine the age of a London building.
3 Hours and hours I've spent pasting their bloody rot all over London.
4 About twenty or thirty of them a week were falling on London at present.
5 In general you could not assume that you were much safer in the country than in London.
6 Here in London, the great mass of the people never had enough to eat from birth to death.
7 Scattered about London there were just three other buildings of similar appearance and size.
8 He tried to squeeze out some childhood memory that should tell him whether London had always been quite like this.
9 For several months during his childhood there had been confused street fighting in London itself, some of which he remembered vividly.
10 This, he thought with a sort of vague distaste--this was London, chief city of Airstrip One, itself the third most populous of the provinces of Oceania.
11 Already on the walk from the station the May sunshine had made him feel dirty and etiolated, a creature of indoors, with the sooty dust of London in the pores of his skin.
12 Airstrip One, for instance, had not been so called in those days: it had been called England or Britain, though London, he felt fairly certain, had always been called London.
13 She obviously had a practical cunning which Winston lacked, and she seemed also to have an exhaustive knowledge of the countryside round London, stored away from innumerable community hikes.
14 He seemed to see a vision of London, vast and ruinous, city of a million dustbins, and mixed up with it was a picture of Mrs. Parsons, a woman with lined face and wispy hair, fiddling helplessly with a blocked waste-pipe.
15 On impulse he had turned away from the bus-stop and wandered off into the labyrinth of London, first south, then east, then north again, losing himself among unknown streets and hardly bothering in which direction he was going.
16 There was a vast amount of criminality in London, a whole world-within-a-world of thieves, bandits, prostitutes, drug-peddlers, and racketeers of every description; but since it all happened among the proles themselves, it was of no importance.
17 His exploits had been gradually pushed backwards in time until already they extended into the fabulous world of the forties and the thirties, when the capitalists in their strange cylindrical hats still rode through the streets of London in great gleaming motor-cars or horse carriages with glass sides.
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