IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. A dog cruised by Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste