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One method, Friend A recalls, was simple: Agnes would befriend someone who offered to buy her a drink, then quietly ask the bartender to skip the drink and hand her the cash instead.

I asked a bartender once how he was doing, and he goes, “Man, I don’t know if I’m living longer or just waiting to die.”

A voluble man, Loftus draws on his colorful life experience — “I was a bartender for years, broke up bar fights,” he said — to coach with a playful rigor.

Young adults in hiking gear sipped beers beneath chandeliers shaped like wagon wheels as old timers with gray ponytails and cowboy hats chatted with a tattooed bartender.

“We played the jukebox while democracy fell,” Price sings, while the bartender yells that it’s last call and you’re still crying in your beer.