IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. 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 sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. just sniffing the air A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to