Spring of 1963, Los Angeles: The Dodgers are opening another season in their brand-new park, the Beach Boys sing from open car windows, and tourists clog the beach at Santa Monica. Stop at a red light, and a movie star might cross the street in front of you. It all smells of hot dogs and smog and suntan oil. There's a darkening shadow over the fun. Women are being found asleep on the streets of Hollywood, and they never wake up. Morning after...