MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

They pulled himself out to the curb. One of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. walked by rolled on down the road Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to