A short while back, I described my collection of bandannas over at The History of My Stuff. In it, there's a brief story of my white bandanna from CCL.
I was thinking of that today when I checked in at the Hobbit Hole under our inner beltline. It would be a good place to lose a bandanna. I'm sure of it.
Of course, if you lost a bandanna there, say a white bandanna given to you by an organization of corporate trainers, you'd probably return in a few weeks to find said lost bandanna here.
It'd be neatly folded into a square, and placed atop the cement where you would see it clearly when you walked by. You'd probably want to bleach it hard in hot water when you get it back home.