THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

They pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail sped past Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to climb aboard the cham