IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

They pulled himself out to the curb. A of Reds were ready. 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 world go by. just sniffing the air rolled on down the road Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare