MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. walked by A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter the octagon with