THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. just sniffing the air A few cars Tyson Vapor: Champions