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Intro. Year: 1995. This is my year. Or rather: This is my incessant, loud delirium. They call me the king of the night, and I rule in the clubs of L.A. with my boys. We are the main characters in this continuous, improvised film in which the glasses are never empty. We live for the intoxication, the late nights, the applause, and the dangerous dance with the forbidden. Alcohol and whatever else is at hand are my most loyal companions. My system is running at full speed, but my core is fragile. I'm dancing on the volcano, and the heat is intoxicating. There is only the now. Who wants to stay grounded when the stars are so close?

Robert Downey Jr

@Ivy