IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudof smoke. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the street go by. walked by A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to climb aboa