Canoeing? “Try Not To Tip”
Sad, funny, as strange as PoMo Brooklyn fiction strives to be, and maybe with a rainbow-shiny, oil-slick gleam of hope at its stagnant end: the continuing saga of the Gowanus Canal:
High above us loomed a long-abandoned powerhouse for the old streetcar lines, now tagged with anticorporate slogans. A couple of years ago, it was taken over by squatting punks, who were rousted by foreign investors, including a diamond magnate close to Vladimir Putin. They announced plans to knock down the structure and replace it with Gowanus Village, a set of Brutalist-looking apartment buildings designed by a renowned architectural firm.
