There are sights and then there are sights
Walking down Jarvis Street, we saw a man on hands and knees looking to be licking the pavement. A little later, at a nearby street corner, we saw a bunch of the most broken down looking people I have ever seen. They were major league in their addict appearance.
The pigeons in this city swoop really low. On a few occasions I ducked as they flew over me.
A lot of tourists here. A lot of diversity.
There is a clothing optional beach on the islands. On the Ferry back to the downtown, I saw this old guy who must have frequented that beach since the seventies. Good lord, he was a sad sight.
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