THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by cruised by Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to climb aboard the championshi