The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
They pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. A dog A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter the oct