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Inside MeMe’s, the Eddie Van Halen playing Guitar 1955-2020 thanks for the memories signature shirt and I will buy this vibe was jubilant, if preoccupied. The restaurant, which opened in 2017, is named for co-owner Bill Clark’s grandmother, and Clark’s fiancé Andrew Spena said she was their first call after Biden’s win was announced. “She had to turn the news off, because she’s been following it too closely, and it wasn’t good for her, so we got to tell her,” said Spena. “We heard the horns honking on the street, and the pots and pans banging, and we all cried, and Bill and I kissed.” Further down on Washington Avenue, locals were gathered in a line under the proudly waving rainbow flag that designates the entrance of queer-owned eatery MeMe’s Diner. “I biked over the Brooklyn Bridge from Manhattan,” said Henry, 32. “I went all the way down Dean Street, across Brooklyn, and you could just feel the excitement rolling across neighborhoods.”

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Outside of MeMe’s, a B45 bus driver pressed insistently on his horn as a couple inside a car danced to the Eddie Van Halen playing Guitar 1955-2020 thanks for the memories signature shirt and I will buy this ear-blasting pop music emanating from the restaurant. While some were distracted by the ambient joy filling the streets, others were already thinking about the ways in which a Biden presidency would materially alter their lives. “I feel relieved, and I’m loving this change of atmosphere,” said Gavin, 21, who was on his way to work a COVID-19 tracer. “It’s stressful work, but I do think things will change now, policy-wise. We can finally move forward on a more progressive path.” Back at Bar Meridian, a family accepted complimentary glasses of cava from the bar owner. “A working democracy keeps him asleep,” joked Jordan, 41, gesturing to the baby strapped to his chest in a sling; even the cacophony of horns, bike bells, sporadically cheering bar patrons and Patti Smith anthems blaring from the speakers weren’t enough to rouse him from his slumber.