<?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>Lift Room on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/lift-room/</link><description>Recent content in Lift Room on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/lift-room/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Stronghold</title><link>/stories/2017/04/27/stronghold/</link><pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/04/27/stronghold/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Francesca had just cut her way through a metal wire fence guarding the perimeter of an abandoned building. She was a reporter and had been sent some information about a porn shoot happening at the location. She did not want anything to give away her position so had left her phone and torch in her car. Which she had park 3 miles away and it had been well hidden from the road. Moonlight was the only thing letting her see as she put the wire cutters in her pocket. It was a warm clear summer’s night as she moved towards to the building. She had only been given a small amount of information about what was going on. But the story sounded like a gold mine of hard-core porn and something the local people would read about.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>