I live in Vancouver and I'm sure everybody in Canada who's life somehow fell apart moved here.
One of the stranger things is this very authentic Italian store in the midst of Chinatown, and Chinatown is huge, second only to San Francisco's in North America. He keeps the store locked day and night so you have to be buzzed in, no one ever seems to go there except me.
There is also this huge Chinese owned company called Hung Gay Enterprises, and I always smile when I see one of their trucks.
There's a ventriloquist who works the corner of Robson and Thurlow, a very busy intersection, but the thing is, he has absolutely no talent as a ventriloquist, he doesn't even try to hide the fact that his lips are moving when his dog puppet is apparently talking. I talked to him once, and he told me had suffered from some kind of brain injury.