<?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>Impersonate on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/impersonate/</link><description>Recent content in Impersonate on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/impersonate/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>"Latex Is a Girl's Best Friend"</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/latex-is-a-girls-best-friend/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/latex-is-a-girls-best-friend/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;When my equilibrium finally corrected itself, I smiled in satisfaction. It worked. I&amp;rsquo;d arrived at the correct time and place. One hundred years into the past takes a lot out of a young man, especially when working with prototype equipment. But perhaps the university will forgive my borrowing of fledgling technology to fulfill a personal fetishistic quest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I slipped from the corner I&amp;rsquo;d silently materialized in, and made my way through the people on the movie set, wondering at my surroundings. It was a far different cry from my own era. I moved about unnoticed, inconspicuous in the trench coat and fedora hat I wore, a style that matched those of the men of the time. No one even noticed the overly wide case I carried, thinking me just another extra on the movie set carrying props.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>