IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

This fella pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by sped past Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step