MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prep