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Mothercanuckers, Remembering the Vancouver Riot

People were flipping police cars, setting hummers on fire, stealing awesome Coach bags, and punching each other in the mouth. It was a glorious display of misdirected frustration. In the midst of it all, I walked around in amazement how the beautiful city I grew up in, could be torn into pieces in a single night. There was adrenaline pumping through my veins. I felt invincible, and there wasn’t a single drunk douchebag that could’ve stopped me from documenting the riot. That was the night a mighty demonstration of the triumph of the human will was made…only if it wasn’t over a god damn hockey game.

 

Photographed by David Choi // www.choidavid.com // @choidavid420

1---the-city

2---a-hottie

3---classy-dude

4---roundtable-discussion

5---hells-angels

6---no-he-didn't

 

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