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Near us at the bar, a woman and a man debated the theory of relativity. The rest of the bar was filled with pool-league guys in their 40s and 50s. I met a 36-year-old named Toby, who was all about promoting the sport of pool. I asked if he'd made any cool changes lately. He said he recently changed jobs. He went from a high-stress position as a warehouse manager to being a blackjack dealer at Harrah's. "I want to have fun, to have a good time with people," he said.
Then Susan, the tall, thin blond owner, came in. She's had the place for nearly four years. I asked her about the bar's name. The J.J. comes from the original owners. She added the words "Cool Change" because she and her brother used to listen to Jimmy Buffet and the Little River Band while boating. Her brother's favorite song was the LRB's "Cool Change." He died, and she named the bar after him. She pointed out that, under the bar's logo, the sign reads "rock on, my brother."Rock on, indeed. It's good to know that over on that corner of 87th Street, going to the library can be a great euphemism for getting a drink.