IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. just sniffing the air A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory