Another Halloween has passed. A night like this in the entertainment capital that is Los Angeles, is an excuse for the young and beautiful set to escape further into illusion. A day dedicated to transformation and disguise. A city of ghosts that never grow old.
Believers say the veil between the living and the dead, thins, and becomes transparent.
Thin enough for River Phoenix to slip through in 1993. We know the club, the 911 call. The headlines, that lurid, awful photo.