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Dear Bartender: There’s a bar I go to (in Julesburg, CO) where the bartender likes to do the crossword. He makes it a group event, involving anyone at the bar with half a brain. But he insists on holding the pen. No one else is allowed to write in the answers — they have to clear it with him first.

What’s up with that? What makes him so special?

— Crossed

Dear Crossed: I suggest that you teach that bastard a lesson: bring him a scratch-off lottery card but don’t give him a coin.