THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. walked by rolled on down the road Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to ent