THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON BREAK TIME

The Smokehouse of Iron Break Time

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to cl

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