THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. 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 sat back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail cruised by Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to climb a