MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. barking at a squirrel passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter t