Imagine a world…
Drizzling black rain, sizzling neon signs.
Dark corporations, stark poverty.
Massive skyscrapers, passive onlookers.
Midnight gangs, mid-fight scrappers.
Enter the cowboy.
A man out of time with too many dime-back novels in his head.
Rides a horse alongside motorcycles.
Colt versus machine gun.
Upholds justice in a time of plutocracy.
“This fool is crazy. Dragged one of my own guys through the street with a rope tied to his animal.”
“He smells bad too.”
“I want him dead.”
“What a punk.”
This comes courtesy of the Don Quixote graphic novel and a certain episode of Love, Death + Robots.