IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

He pulled himself out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. barking at a squirrel rolled on down the road Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavo