The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
He pulled that tyson heavy weight vape tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. wagging its tail A few cars Tyson Vapor: