IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog rolled on down the road Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to climb aboard the champ