<?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>Sunburn on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/sunburn/</link><description>Recent content in Sunburn on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 31 May 2016 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/sunburn/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Hot Job</title><link>/stories/2016/05/31/a-hot-job/</link><pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2016/05/31/a-hot-job/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The greenhouse was located at the center of Carla&amp;rsquo;s sprawling property. Incongruously, it was surrounded by a tall fence with angry red &amp;lsquo;Keep Out!&amp;rsquo; signs mounted at regular intervals. Neither the fence nor the signs seemed necessary, since the greenhouse was surrounded by woodland and the only way to get to it was via a narrow trail running from her house. There was a reason, however, for the seemingly unnecessary security measures - the greenhouse was sometimes used for a purpose other than growing things. It was, in fact, being used for that purpose right now.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>