MIKE'S IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog cruised by Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to climb aboard the c