IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

He pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. barking at a squirrel passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to enter the octago