ILL MARK THE BRAINEST

It was a bright cold day in Apriland the clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though not quickly erough to prevent a swirlo gritty dust from entering along with him.

In the opening paragraph a swirl of dust follows Winston Smith through the doors of Victory MansionWhat might this image foreshadow your background knowledge of the story???