A young man in his twenties cycles in the mist and threatening rain, adhering to no known traffic laws. His hair is longish and unruly in the fashion of the mid-twenties man, which I can see because he wears no helmet. He has a brightly-coloured bag made out of recyled materials, which is draped over his shoulder. The colours remind me of a set of juggling balls I once owned. Out of the bag dangles a set of Ear Buds. The aspect of the scene that defines this as a Vancouver moment, is the paper cup of coffee that he holds, which he alternates between drinking awkwardly and balancing precariously, all the while he also dodges foot and vehicular traffic.