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They pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. A dog A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to enter the octagon with Tyson Vape