The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. just sniffing the air cruised by Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to step into the r

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