From 9a2e2a9c3e0396f956381b8ee4af80fe3e8cf652 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Mon, 2 Mar 2015 18:31:47 -0700
Subject: Add thing class to pieces in template; recompile

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 window.html | 2 +-
 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-)

(limited to 'window.html')

diff --git a/window.html b/window.html
index fb938fb..980ca01 100644
--- a/window.html
+++ b/window.html
@@ -24,7 +24,7 @@
         
                     </header>
 
-    <section class="prose">
+    <section class="thing prose">
     <p><em><strong><a href="hymnal.html">HYMN 386: JOKES</a></strong></em></p>
     <p><em>“<a href="joke.html">Tell us a joke</a>” 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, <a href="ronaldmcdonald.html">his bright red hair</a>. His nose becomes redder in the cold. Hours pass. All but the most dedicated of joke listeners leave him to rot <del>for all they may care</del>.</em></p>
     <p><em>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 <del>“Thank you.”</del> He vanishes from the clearing. The last joke listener sits on the log and looks up at the sky. <a href="moon-drowning.html">The moon is full.</a> The world creaks on its axis.</em></p>
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