Fame

The Green Man Group was getting old; they were fading away. They hadn't done a show in months.

So they met to discuss times past, in a park in a city.

"We have cheated fame," one said to the others. "Our painted faces meant we never had to deal with the press finding us at a grocery store in midtown, or a baseball game a few hundred miles away. We did it right."

"And yet," another one said, "Some part of me wants recognition. The crowds are in love with who we pretend to be, not with us."

"There's no middle ground. You are recognizable or you're not," said a third.

"Once you choose to be recognizable, you can't go back. It was simply the possibility of becoming truly famous that kept us putting it off."