<?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>Climax, Cons-Reluct on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/climax-cons-reluct/</link><description>Recent content in Climax, Cons-Reluct on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/climax-cons-reluct/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Chair</title><link>/stories/2012/09/01/the-chair/</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/09/01/the-chair/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The prisoner is nervous, fidgety. She glances at the man outside the cage. He looks down at her with a steady gaze. She looks at the guard. She&amp;rsquo;s standing, arms crossed, with her back to the woman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;People filter into the room - witnesses, spectators, voyeurs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I make the final adjustments to the equipment, throw the switch. There is a loud buzzing that startles some of the onlookers. The air is filled with that distinctive burnt electrical smell. I fine-tune the settings, kill the power, and nod to the guard.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>