Imagine a dilapidated rain-streaked diner, one that may well be the very last traditional 50s diner in the entire Bikerverse but now derelct & deserted with only its solar-powered lighting still showing any signs of life here, standing upon a lonely highway leading on into nowhere. Both the diner and the highway are long forgotten by all but a handful of rebel bikers who had formerly frequented the diner when life was fine, before the War, but now turn up here singly or together as comrades, brothers in arms in two or threes simply to smoke some cigarettes and rcallt good times long since past as they slouch against its battered wall. Each of them is as rough, outcast, forlorn, forsaken & forgotten as the diner itself - the Diner at the End of the Bikerverse, as it used to be called on account of its remote yet much-visited location back then, but now merely a Diner of Lost Souls, silently & solitarily silhouetted against a vivid orange-crimson sunset that may conceivably be the last sunset that anyone, the bikers included, will ever see.
That's what I imagined recently, a sombre, dystopian, post-apocalyptic scenario featuring just the single stark setting described by me above, and this gallery is the result, depicting that setting via a series of comparably grim & gritty pictures, with the second of Douglas Adams's Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy novels, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, inspiring its title. Rather more downbeat & reflective than many of my previous galleries it may be, but it's also one that effectively demonstrates that sometimes, less is more.
More of my AI biker images next time!