THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Marlboros were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. walked by passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to