MIKE'S IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled himself out to the curb. A of Reds 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 puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. just sniffing the air cruised by Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to