From ecda49e0b20ad3bd52449356dccf2f8095ecfb70 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2015 21:49:45 -0700
Subject: 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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 src/lovesong.txt | 49 -------------------------------------------------
 1 file changed, 49 deletions(-)
 delete mode 100644 src/lovesong.txt

(limited to 'src/lovesong.txt')

diff --git a/src/lovesong.txt b/src/lovesong.txt
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index 9f86d19..0000000
--- a/src/lovesong.txt
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-title: Love Song
-id: lovesong
-genre: prose
-
-project:
-    title: Elegies for alternate selves
-    class: elegies
-    order: 15
-    prev:
-    - title: How it happened
-      link: howithappened
-    next:
-    - title: Rough gloves
-      link: roughgloves
-...
-
-Walking along in the dark is a good way to begin a song.
-Walking home in the dark after a long day chasing criminals is another.
-Running away from an imagined evil is no way to begin a story.
-
-I am telling you this because you wanted to know what it's like to tell something so beautiful everyone will cry.
-I am telling you because I want you to know what it is to keep everything inside of you.
-I am telling you.
-
-Can you see?
-Can you see into me and reach in your hand and pull me inside out, like an [old shirt][]?
-Will you wear me until I unravel on your shoulders, will you cut me apart and use my skin to clean up the cola you spill on the floor when you're drunk?
-
-I want you to know that I want you to know.
-Do you want me?
-To know is to know.
-I, you want we.
-We want.
-That is why we're here.
-To want is to be is to want and I want you.
-Do you also?
-Check yes or no.
-
-There is a way to end every story, [every song][].
-Every criminal must be caught.
-Even those who cry dry their tears.
-I cannot tell you all I want because I want to tell you everything.
-There is no art because there is no mirror big enough.
-We wake up every day.
-Sometimes we sleep.
-
-[old shirt]: ronaldmcdonald.html
-[every song]: swansong.html
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