<?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>Master S. M. on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/master-s.-m./</link><description>Recent content in Master S. M. on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/master-s.-m./index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Living Statues</title><link>/stories/2009/07/28/living-statues/</link><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/07/28/living-statues/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I can relax now that I&amp;rsquo;ve finished my senior year mid-semester finals here at Harvard. My brain feels like its fried. There&amp;rsquo;s only a couple more steps to finish my half mile dazed walk to the local tanning salon in order to finish off my winter tan. So it&amp;rsquo;s time to celebrate: one full body massage, a hair cut, and a pedicure. It&amp;rsquo;s so nice and relaxing to have someone run their fingers through my long dark hair and wash it throughly, while having a full body massage done at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>