Motherless Brooklyn

by Jonathan Lethem

Gowanus Canal (the only body of water in the world, Minna would crack each and every time we drove over it, that was 90 percent guns),

“Restrictaweed, detectorwood, vindictaphone,” said I, prisoner of my syndrome.

Tinker to Evers to Chicken.

Chandler used this phrase in the Long Goodbye. (Chance, not chicken.)