<?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>Electromagnet on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/electromagnet/</link><description>Recent content in Electromagnet on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/electromagnet/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Alisa’s Cabin Trip</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/alisas-cabin-trip/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/alisas-cabin-trip/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;MMMMMPHPH!  God this is taking a lot longer then it should. 
My nipples are killing me, and my arms feel like they are going to fall
off.  How the hell did I get into this mess!  I wish Greg were
here.  He would save me.  I have got to figure a way out of this
mess, but first let’s back the story up a little bit and go back to before
I got myself into this mess.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>