<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 02 May 2026 04:13:30 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@cerberus65/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[It didn't look like Rosie...]]></title><description><![CDATA[My friend and I stood at the counter of our local purveyor of fine fast foods. I was talking to a person behind the counter about whether to add extra cheese to my cheeseburger. From the corner of my eye,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/robot/@cerberus65/it-didn-t-look-like-rosie</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/robot/@cerberus65/it-didn-t-look-like-rosie</guid><category><![CDATA[robot]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[cerberus65]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2016 21:52:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time]]></title><description><![CDATA[Walking, wandering glades and glens, feet bare and black with dirt. Millennia of lives and deaths forming the soil that clings to me, Like hitchhikers across time.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@cerberus65/time</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@cerberus65/time</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[cerberus65]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2016 20:17:39 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>