MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to enter t