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At one time, she admits, she might have gone the way of Rose or Janis Joplin. She smoked too much grass and she drank too many stingers. No more. Bette has managed to divide herself into two women, the one who prances onstage in a parrot hat and the one who enjoys a very quiet life with her boyfriend. Like Rose and Janis, she knows where she has been. But unlike those pathetic victims of their own talent, she also knows where she is going.