Nobody knew where the place was. The best answer I got was at a littleconvenience store, where I bought a paper and asked my question. The man lookedpuzzled, then pointed vaguely across the road. "Think it's downthere," he said, "but I'm not sure. Take that street and ask." SoI did. As I walked, odd stares pursued me from behind fences, behind lacycurtains. I thoroughly baffled two schoolgirls with my question. Somewhere alongthe way, a muscular young man strode up and asked in that lilting brogue,"Where's you for, then?" I told him. "Just cruisin' the`hood, eh?" he observed, and walked off.