THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

He pulled himself out to the curb. A of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang 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. A dog A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to enter the octagon