THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON SMOKE BREAK

He pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by cruised by Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter the octagon with Tyson Va