THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter the o