When will I be famous?

So sang Bros.

A friend of mine is leaving his job to focus on his career as a photographer. He's already got his photographs published and he is certainly going to be famous.

I told a close group of friends, not too long ago, that we're going to get famous.

But here I am.

Unpopular, unstated, unwanted.

I walk alone.

Undistrubed, unmolested, unpublic.

In the cinema. In Japanese porn shops. In cheap hotels.

At what price, freedom?