Where I live - a place called Port Credit - it is Buskerfest weekend. Parts of roads and parks are closed off and dedicated so that obscure people - buskers - can do their obscure little acts and beg for money in the most undignified ways.
It is a yearly thing, Port Credit Buskerfest.
I just went for groceries and my usual road where I turn off was blockaded. NBD - there is a simple plan B route-wise. Loud music was blaring from the road beside the parking lot of my store. I wandered over to it but nothing was going on. Just loud music blaring out of speakers apropos of nothing.
Well anyway, good to know that if I get a hankering to watch a guy with a multi-colored Mohawk squeeze his body through a toilet seat, or something of that ilk, and then try to shame me into giving 20 dollars for it, I am in the right place in the world.