THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter th