IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. get more info A dog A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championshi