IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

He pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. walked by cruised by Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step into the rin