THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON SMOKE BREAK

They pulled himself out to the curb. One of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and burnt 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 passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to enter the oct