The Narrator's most colorful neighbor, who lives behind the trash cans of the Bolivian restaurant in his apartment building, Frieda Loch is the stage name of an elderly, dignified, always smartly-dressed man whose appearance suggests serenity and a carefree life. Late in the novel it develops that he is a cross-dressing entertainer who cannot find his key in his purse. The Narrator believes that Loch takes a bit too long being held up to his window and is uncomfortable with the leering look that Loch sends his way.