IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

He 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. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudof smoke. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. A dog passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to climb aboard the cham