IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. barking at a squirrel A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to ent