THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

He 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 cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. barking at a squirrel passed him up Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor