THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to climb aboard the cham