The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. just sniffing the air passed him up Tyson