IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. A dog A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to step