IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

He pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. A dog sped past Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to climb aboard the championship belt with