The Smokehouse of Iron Cigarette Indulgence
This fella pulled himself out to the curb. One of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the highway go by.
walked by
passed him up
Tyson E-Cigs: Vict