Inside an apartment building that was completed less than three years ago, Martin followed the landlord Antonio up to the second floor.
Walking up the stairs, Antonio suddenly asked, "Are you an actor?"
Martin was slightly surprised but did not deny it, "Good eye."
"The ones with your accent are all actors who are daydreaming," Antonio, as large as a mountain, panted as he walked, "Don't be surprised, I've seen too many, numerous tenants who have lived in this apartment complex have claimed to be actors."
Martin asked, "Has anyone here become a star?"
Antonio was astonished, "Are you joking? A star? Ha... Let me put it this way, the lucky ones that left here woke up in time and went back to where they came from; the moderately lucky ones became high-end escorts; the unlucky ones ended up as streetwalkers downtown; and the worst of them might have become homeless in some alley."
Martin thought for a moment and asked again, "Are there any who are extremely lucky?"
