MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his tysons vape pickup, watching the street go by. walked by A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to