THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. A dog passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to