THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Marlboros were ready. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. barking at a squirrel A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to enter the octa