IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog cruised by Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to clim