<?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>Mon, 11 May 2026 18:44:03 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/bear-stories/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Imagine My Surprise...]]></title><description><![CDATA[I lived in this little town called Ocean Falls in British Columbia when I was 12 years old. During the three years there I met a lot of wildlife and this is a story about just such an instance. I was 12,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/growing-up/@emcvay/imagine-my-surprise</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/growing-up/@emcvay/imagine-my-surprise</guid><category><![CDATA[growing-up]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[emcvay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2017 13:10:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[It Was Late Summer....]]></title><description><![CDATA[As a young lad I used to practically live in the outdoors, you know the kind; always gone, trekking through the forest carrying a machete or an axe and daydreaming of adventures and wars with goblins or]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/bear/@emcvay/it-was-late-summer</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/bear/@emcvay/it-was-late-summer</guid><category><![CDATA[bear]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[emcvay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2017 13:04:39 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>