Before Global Warming

"Glory t'God in a shift!" exclaimed the broguey Countess Madge. "A queue in this perishin' cowld mornin', is it? What with the snow stacked fair up t'the tits on the Statute uv Liberty?"

From James McCourt, Mawrdew Czgowchwz 67 (1971). Elsewhere, one Paranoy remarks that "The end of the Old Met marked the decisive end of Gotham as it was, when it was truly fabulous" (71). But I wouldn't know, I wasn't there.