The Smokehouse of Iron Break Time

He pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare t

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