<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>2045 on Outside In Print</title><link>https://outsideinprint.org/shop/2045/</link><description>Recent content in 2045 on Outside In Print</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-US</language><atom:link href="https://outsideinprint.org/shop/2045/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Cracked Pot</title><link>https://outsideinprint.org/shop/2045/sample/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://outsideinprint.org/shop/2045/sample/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Morning light filtered through the apartment’s automatic blinds, right on time. An Optimus hummed as it blended his favorite smoothie. He didn’t like smoothies anymore. “Good morning,” the bot chirped, handing him the drink. Its fingers were delicate and nimble. The synthetic voice grated on him—too cheerful, too perfect. He stared at the smoothie for a moment before setting it on the counter. He wouldn’t drink it. Across the room, another bot neatly folded his laundry. It pressed each shirt with mechanical precision before stacking them in a perfect tower. “Is there anything else I can optimize for you today?” the Optimus asked. He waved it off, sinking into the couch. The apartment was spotless, the air subtly perfumed with lavender—a scent calibrated to reduce stress. He remembered how his mother used to leave the windows open, letting in the smell of cut grass and the sound of distant lawnmowers. Nothing perfumed. Nothing optimized. The purifier ran on.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>