THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

This fella pulled himself out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He rested back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. A dog A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to enter the octagon