<?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>Fritz Haarmann on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/fritz-haarmann/</link><description>Recent content in Fritz Haarmann on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/fritz-haarmann/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Manokanaka</title><link>/stories/2014/06/29/manokanaka/</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/29/manokanaka/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Stretching out his arms and legs while sitting in his deck chair, Kaikane opened his mouth in a wide yawn, displaying a set of perfect, white teeth. Peering over the tops of his sunglasses, he took a look at the guy lounging in the chair next to him. The day before was the first time he’d seen Ethan and he hadn’t wasted any time in striking up and acquaintance. Both guys had been drawn to this beachside resort town by the surfing scene it was renowned for. Ethan had come looking for the perfect wave, while Kai was on the prowl for the ideal surfer dude. This morning, while resting at the pool, he noticed Ethan strolling past on his way to the beach, his surfboard tucked under one arm. When Kai gestured at him to come over and join him, he figured he might as well. Low tide wasn’t predicted to come for over an hour, so he’d have time for a little social interaction.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Cody's Last Animal Cruelty Investigation</title><link>/stories/2014/04/17/codys-last-animal-cruelty-investigation/</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/04/17/codys-last-animal-cruelty-investigation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(No vegans were harmed in the writing of this story)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cody was sitting in the Wild Ginger vegan restaurant, a few blocks from the law school he was attending, finishing up his supper of soba noodle soup with tofu, seaweed, spinach and mushrooms, with a side order of yam and taro tempura. A couple years ago, when in his mid-twenties, he’d been an undercover investigator working for an animal rights organization. During his time with the organization, he’d gotten jobs at several factory farm operations, where he’d used a hidden camera to surreptitiously film workers abusing animals. He’d had a successful career, exposing numerous abuses at each of the operations.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>