I mean, I'm a Torontonian born and bred, and I hugged a perfect stranger today.
He works at the school bookstore. I was there, hoping in vain that I had left my credit card - and by my, I mean, my parents card that I have for emergencies - there when I bought most of my textbooks on Friday, and that I wasn't going to have to get the card cancelled and have my ass chewed out by the 'rents. He asked me some questions, and then went and got the card. When he handed it to me, I started smiling so hard my cheeks hurt, and then I actually hugged him. He was a little taken aback, but I blame that on the rest of the student body and how they never give him bear hugs to say thanks.