MIKE'S IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by cruised by Tyson Vapor: Champ