<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Harbin on Evil Genius</title><link>https://www.evilgenius.blog/tags/harbin/</link><description>Recent content in Harbin on Evil Genius</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><copyright>© Evil Genius | In darkness, all things have spirit</copyright><lastBuildDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2025 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.evilgenius.blog/tags/harbin/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Cat-Faced Old Woman | A Harbin Urban Legend</title><link>https://www.evilgenius.blog/2025/07/the-cat-faced-old-woman-a-harbin-urban-legend/</link><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.evilgenius.blog/2025/07/the-cat-faced-old-woman-a-harbin-urban-legend/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The old woman lived alone in the coal district.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was Harbin in 1995, and the coal district was exactly what it sounds like—rows of Soviet-era apartment blocks, their facades stained black from decades of dust. The heating pipes ran above ground, wrapped in insulation that rats had chewed through. In winter the pipes froze and the radiators went cold by January. In summer they wept condensation onto the concrete, and the stairwells smelled of wet plaster and boiled cabbage.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>