The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vapor: Champio