It takes all kinds, as they say, and most of them were at the Hard Rock Cafe Tuesday, crowding the front of the stage to get a glimpse of Poison singer Bret Michaels.
There was a diabetic goth girl who told us she prostitutes herself to pay her medical bills, a suburban mom who was hoping Bret would sign her breast with a Sharpie, a trio of tattooed young women whose favorite TV show is “Rock of Love,’’ and Ann Durkin, a waitress with long curly locks like Dee Snider who said she never misses a chance to meet Michaels, even if it means driving from Worcester.
“He’s so genuine,’’ said Durkin, dressed in tight white jeans and a black sleeveless T-shirt. “I met him for the first time in ’88. I’ve been in love with him ever since.’’
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