IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

They pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. just sniffing the air sped past Tyson E-Cigs: Victory B