IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by cruised by Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Pre