THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

This fella pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. barking at a squirrel sped past Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Pre