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/window.txt | 57 ---------------------------------------------------------
 1 file changed, 57 deletions(-)
 delete mode 100644 src/window.txt

(limited to 'src/window.txt')

diff --git a/src/window.txt b/src/window.txt
deleted file mode 100644
index 64402b6..0000000
--- a/src/window.txt
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,57 +0,0 @@
----
-title: Window
-id: window
-genre: prose
-
-project:
-    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
-    class: paul
-    order: 18
-    next:
-    - title: Question
-      link: question
-    - title: Writing
-      link: writing
-    prev:
-    - title: Tapestry
-      link: tapestry
-    - title: Wallpaper
-      link: wallpaper
-...
-
-_**[HYMN 386: JOKES][]**_
-
-_"[Tell us a joke][]" everyone asks of the clown.
-He sits on a log and begins to think.
-Everyone waits gap-mouthed in anticipation.
-A slight breeze ruffles the clown's coat, his pompom buttons, [his bright red hair][].
-His nose becomes redder in the cold.
-Hours pass.
-All but the most dedicated of joke listeners leave him to rot ~~for all they may care~~._
-
-_The clown opens his mouth to speak but no words come out.
-A tear falls down his cheek, and another.
-He begins to sob.
-The last joke listener comes over to comfort him.
-She puts a hand on his shoulder.
-He looks up at her, red face, red nose, white lips, and says ~~"Thank you."~~
-He vanishes from the clearing.
-The last joke listener sits on the log and looks up at the sky.
-[The moon is full.][]
-The world creaks on its axis._
-
-Paul looked up to the space on the wall where a window should be.
-The shadow of his face wavered in the candle light.
-He looked back down at the card he'd been writing on.
-He read the card.
-He crossed out the _for all they may care_ in the first paragraph, and _"Thank you"_ from the second one.
-"[What could he say][]" he thought to himself.
-"What could he possibly say to her."
-He went outside to clear his head with a cigarette.
-He took his axe with him this time.
-
-[Tell us a joke]: joke.html
-[HYMN 386: JOKES]: hymnal.html
-[his bright red hair]: ronaldmcdonald.html
-[The moon is full.]: moon-drowning.html
-[What could he say]: elegyforanalternateself.html
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