Another post-apocalyptic story from the creators of Hombre. We’re meant to be focusing on the fact that of all the things she could have picked from the junk man’s trailer of treasures, she picked the motorcycle (which she subsequently crashes and abandons).

However, the only thing I can focus on is the fact that the woman is wandering around in the wilderness with her breasts hanging out like it’s no big thing. It’s not that I’m not fond of breasts, but I can’t imagine what that lack of support is doing for her back in the long term. Especially in a wilderness environment. I worry about these things.

(Heavy Metal issue #127, July 1990 – Page 105 Attila by Segura and Ortiz)