THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON SMOKE BREAK

He pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack 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 drag, and let out a cloudof smoke. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail sped past Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to