Don't ever ask me where I go.

If you happen to be in Brooklyn today and see a redhead in braids and a big Russian hat like the Cossack Pipi Longstocking, and you notice she is slightly swaying to and fro a'la the insane or drug addicted, with a hundred yard stare and a crooked smile--the kind that usually indicates the person is insane, or drug addicted--and you have concern, and you stop to ask if she's all right... and she doesn't answer? It's because concealed in the hat are headphones, and she has this song playing really loud. Just ignore her and go about your business. It's for your own good.