<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene"><title>Ruminations by Rene - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/</link><description> A collection of stories on various themes and subjects written by Rene Bushelle.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/720405" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/718322" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/718321" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/717399" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/720405"><title>The Red Head (continued)</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/720405</link><description>She knew Don was out of town and that I might be bored on a Saturday night. I felt somewhat adventurous as I drove to the party by myself, since it was in a section of Hong Kong on the Kowloon side that was unfamiliar to me. I had the distinct feeling of being out of my territory. This was an...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/718322"><title>The Red Head (continued)</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/718322</link><description>"Yeah. He wanted me to turn some tricks. He said a few customers had asked for me and were aggravated when he told them I was not available. Of course I told him I wouldn't do it, but then he said I didn't have any choice. He threatened me. He said he'd have some of his men work me over if I...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/718321"><title>The Red Head (continued)</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/718321</link><description>"So he said you were coasting. You mean he..."</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/717399"><title>The Red Head</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ruminations_by_Rene/717399</link><description>I scanned the bar area as Don and I entered Long Fai restaurant--the "in place" for the up and coming of Hong Kong society. My husband Don, manager of Marine Midland Bank in Hong Kong and I, a broadcast journalist, were attending a cocktail party for bank managers and their clients. As we...</description></item></rdf:RDF>