The Smokehouse of Iron Break Time

This fella pulled himself out to the curb. One of Marlboros were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. barking at a squirrel A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to ste

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