<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Candi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/candi/</link><description>Recent content in Candi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2011 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/candi/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Safety Man</title><link>/stories/2011/11/20/the-safety-man/</link><pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/11/20/the-safety-man/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Now which rock was it? Jake looked around at all of the rocks in the landscaping near Stacie&amp;rsquo;s back door. Then he remembered&amp;hellip; She moved it; it&amp;rsquo;s in the dog shit. He glanced around and saw the dog shit. After poking it with the tip of his shoe to make sure it was indeed rubber, he reached down, turned it over and removed the spare key from the slit in the bottom.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>