MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. A dog sped past Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step into the ring