Joshua Tanenbaum, Marcel Pufal, Karen Tanenbaum
Immortan Joe surveys the wretched crowd from his vantage point above the desolate wasteland. Behind him, cool, clean water pools around the enormous pumps that operate at his command. He stands in the opening of a sandstone mouth, with skeletal teeth as parapets. On the two directly in front of him are chromed levers. He speaks into a microphone: “Once again we send off my war rig to bring back guzzolene [sic] from Gastown and bullets from the Bullet Farm. Once again I salute my Imperator Furiosa! And I salute my half-life War Boys who will ride with me,…
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