MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste