<?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>Thugs on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/thugs/</link><description>Recent content in Thugs on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/thugs/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Special Delivery</title><link>/stories/2017/02/18/special-delivery/</link><pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/02/18/special-delivery/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;India. It was still hard to believe I was really here. When I applied for my college&amp;rsquo;s study abroad program I thought for sure I&amp;rsquo;d end up in some freezing Eastern European nation. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would end up anywhere as beautiful as here. I also never thought I&amp;rsquo;d run out of money while I was here either. So there I was working my way through college as a courier &amp;hellip; in India.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>