This article is taken from VICE magazine, v29n3: THE BE QUIET AND DRIVE ISSUE. You can subscribe to get 4 print issues of the mag each year here.

About a year ago, I started seeing the signs everywhere.

Tattooed on the arms of teenage drainers at dive bars in Warsaw and trance nights in London. Stickered to the walls of toilet cubicles in Brooklyn and Berlin. Worn on hoodies by pouting Ukrainians raising money for war casualty prosthetics and taped to the bedroom walls of plant food addicts in Tbilisi. Plastered in graphic wraps across the car bonnets of boy racers and chosen as the emblem for a shopping precinct in Walsall, for some reason. Just last week, a friend of mine even had a run in with the signs on a quiet suburban street near to where he grew up, a “life before your eyes flas

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