<?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>Rival on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/rival/</link><description>Recent content in Rival on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2016 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/rival/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sara's Mannequin Suit 8: I Hate Pink</title><link>/stories/2016/09/03/saras-mannequin-suit-8-i-hate-pink/</link><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2016/09/03/saras-mannequin-suit-8-i-hate-pink/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="sarasmannequinsuit7.html"&gt;story continues from part seven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 8: I Hate Pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gavin sat beside his wife staring at the computer screen having trouble believing what he was seeing.  &amp;ldquo;Wow, I think they even used the art from our brochure, albeit cleverly photo-shopped.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know,&amp;rdquo; Sara exclaimed, gesticulating wildly as she always did when upset.  &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe the nerve, did they think we wouldn&amp;rsquo;t notice?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gavin shrugged.  Again watching the images of their signature creation, The Mannequin Suit, scroll across the computer screen.  The only problem was that this suit was being sold by another company, a competitor.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>