In Vancouver, if one is not willing to be hit on at least once in one’s life by someone who may be posessed of somewhat more or less melanin than oneself, then one is confining oneself to a rather small percentage of the eminently dateable population.

Or one is possibly simply spending too much time at the temple-of-your-choice.

Handy hint for tourists: You can broaden the pool significantly if you don’t mind being hit on by someone nominally the same gender as yourself, too.