Simon 'Blue' Robinson

And he called his houses, walls, lairs.

And he had an island off Positano, Legale, and he loved it.

He did.

He would come into society, trip up, go back and run away.

It was.

And the press were highly interested in him.

There were rumors that he was unwell.

There were rumors that he had HIV.

Maybe he had AIDS.

And so the press were really aggressive, particularly in Italy and France, the paparazzi.

So it became part of my job to keep an eye out for paparazzis in the hotel.

From day one in Cleveland when I undressed him and made him tea, after every performance he would go straight back to the hotel and sleep.

But he slept with the heating turned right up and the windows shut, again in every apartment or place that he lived.

I didn't know whether that was normal for dancers to recoup so quickly, but I could see he was getting smaller and smaller again.

As the year progressed.

And he had a doctor in France, Dr. Canese, a beautiful man, who gave me medications, AZT, to give to Rudolf.

And AZT was an HIV antiretroviral.

And Rudolf never took it.

He had a complex relationship with doctors and with his body.

He'd broken...