THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON SMOKE BREAK

They pulled that tank 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 rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter