IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled himself out to the curb. A of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail rolled on down the road Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prep