Living and working downtown, I've come to recognize and appreciate the characters that perform on the stage that is #YXE. There's the woman with the epic beehive who has a fondness for leopard-print fashion. The buskers that provide the soundtrack for 1st and 21st. And also, sadly, the senior citizens that walk amongst the shadows, unnoticed by white-collar hustlers who's sole focus is personably quantifiable ROI. These are people who also helped build the province and are now faced with the hard realities that an economic upturn brings. Individuals who now resort to digging through trash bins for bottles or discarded day-olds. They've stopped caring about people staring because they know they are invisible. Forgotten. Avoided. Boom.