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Come to think of it, yes, and no, my bff's mother was the proverbial Waitress in a Cocktail Bar, like in the Human League song, she was gorgeous, and very super nice and humble, I was six to ten years old, I always daydreamed she was my mother instead of my own, and that my bff was my sister.