From the window of his second-floor apartment on a short side street running between Sunset and Phyllis, Neville watched a parking dispute unfold the day before this lecture: a woman struggled repeatedly to back into a diagonally-marked spot, and just as she pulled out to try once more, another driver slipped straight into it ahead of her. The woman who lost the spot -- a red-headed waitress he thought he recognized from the Cock and Bull -- jumped out of her car furious, tearing at her hair.