MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

They pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He rested back on his pickup, watching the world go by. A dog passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step in