Flatten directory structure

All content files (*.txt, *.html, *.river) are now in /.
I did this to simplify the compilation step, and to make
linking easier.  I'm still thinking about whether I should
move the contents of js/, img/, and lua/ into /, or into
an 'assets' folder of some sort.  We'll see.

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+---
+title: Phone
+id: phone
+genre: prose
+
+project:
+    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
+    class: paul
+    order: 16
+    next:
+    - title: Tapestry
+      link: tapestry
+    - title: Planks
+      link: planks
+    prev:
+    - title: Treatise
+      link: treatise
+    - title: Paul
+      link: paul
+...
+
+"Hello Paul this is Jill Jill Noe remember me" the voice on the phone was a woman's.
+He nodded into the receiver.
+"Hello" Jill asked again "hello?"
+Paul remembered that phones work by talking and said "Hello Jill."
+
+"Do you remember me" she asked "we were in school together?
+How have you been?"
+"Pretty well" said Paul "I've been writing and making furniture."
+"Oh that's nice" [said the woman's voice][] tinny in the phone
+"Listen I ran into your mother at the [Supermarket][] the other day and she said you need a job.
+You still need one?"
+Paul had to tell the truth.
+His mother was watching him out of the corner of her eye as she was playing dominoes at the kitchen table.
+"Yes" he said sighing "Although woodworking takes up much of my time."
+
+"OK" she laughed uncomortably "I actually have something you could do for me if you think you can get away from woodworking a bit.
+It's just data entry really basic stuff entry-level."
+"What's it pay" he asked.
+"Minimum but there is room for movement."
+"OK" he said.
+"Start on Monday okay?"
+"Sure" he said "bye" and the tin voice in the phone said "Goodbye Paul see you" by the time he put it back on the hook.
+
+"Who was that" asked his mother.
+"Jill Noe" he said.
+"Oh her was she calling about a job for you?"
+"Yes starts Monday" he said.
+She smiled behind her glasses reflecting dominoes.
+
+[said the woman's voice]: telemarketer.html
+[Supermarket]: last-bastion.html