THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

They pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to climb aboard the championship belt with Tys