MIKE'S IRON SMOKE BREAK

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields 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 cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail A few cars Tyson Vapor: Cham