THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON SMOKE BREAK

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were ready. 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 world go by. walked by cruised by Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to step into the ring