MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

They pulled himself out to the curb. One of Reds 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 drag, and let out a cloudof smoke. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to step into the ring