IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

He pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. A dog A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to step into the ring wi