MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by rolled on down the road Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blen