If you want to call it that. I slept under the same roof as Marilyn Manson. We used to have an annual fall conference at the Hotel Syracuse. One year rumor had it that Marilyn Manson and band were staying there. Because my knees were retro at the time, I frequently took the elevator, even for one floor. One day on entering the elevator, several members of his entourage were in the elevator, though not M. Manson. They acted normal during the brief encounter, though they looked exactly as one might expect. A day later, we saw from our hotel window the bus, prominently labeled as the Marilyn Manson Tour, pull up in front of the hotel. I went down to watch them board. One of our fellow members was aghast at that. She thought no attention should be paid.
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