IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. barking at a squirrel cruised by Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter the o