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backplaces/js/script.js

@@ -21,7 +21,7 @@ function openLetter() {
   $('#letterContents').html(`
     <p>
     Hi. 
-    I made this play for you, posing a question for us to explore together.Is all intimacy about bodies? What makes intimacy? What happens when our bodies distance intimacy from us? This anthology of poems and short stories explores these questions—having a body without intimacy and intimacy without a body. This project honors those who have shared their vulnerability and emotions online, creating "backplaces"—tender online spaces for relief, ease, and transcendence from societal pain.
+    I made this play for you, posing a question for us to explore together. Is all intimacy about bodies? What makes intimacy? What happens when our bodies distance intimacy from us? This anthology of poems and short stories explores these questions—having a body without intimacy and intimacy without a body. This project honors those who have shared their vulnerability and emotions online, creating "backplaces"—tender online spaces for relief, ease, and transcendence from societal pain.
     <br><br>
     I created three backplaces for you: Solar Sibling, Hermit Fantasy, and Cake Intimacies. Each represents a unique performance or project. Some stories may evoke memories of pain. As you sit in the audience, know I am with you, holding your hand through each scene. If it feels overwhelming, you can step out, take a break, or leave. This isn't choreographed, and I care deeply for you.
     <br><br>

backplaces/pie/pie.html

@@ -40,7 +40,7 @@
         <div class="content-item">
             <img src="../photos/volvo.png" alt="Image 1">
             <p>
-                My mom makes these really soft and cakey that I love. Once, when I was a kid, I brought them to Sunday School to share. Nobody understood them. They said they were too strange and cakey. After school, I found one on the ground, crushed under a car, tyre marks etched into it. From then on, my family started calling them “Volvo&nbsp;cookies”.</p>
+                My mom makes these really soft and cakey cookies that I love. Once, when I was a kid, I brought them to Sunday School to share. Nobody understood them. They said they were too strange and cakey. After school, I found one on the ground, crushed under a car, tyre marks etched into it. From then on, my family started calling them “Volvo&nbsp;cookies”.</p>
         </div>
         <div class="content-item">
             <img src="../photos/ipod.png" alt="Image 2">

backplaces/sunrise/sunrise.js

@@ -72,7 +72,7 @@ function openLetter() {
     $('#letterContents').html(` <p id = "letterContents">
     Hi. I made you this website. 
     <br><br>
-    It’s called Solar Sibilingand and it's an homage to the Tumblr practice of web weaving, where collages of media excerpts are curated around a common theme. This project reimagines that by transforming user comments from TikTok videos about sibling relationships into poems. These poems capture a collective sense of despair and comfort in shared experiences. "Solar Sibling" celebrates the vulnerabilities nurtured in online communities and invites anonymous contributions reflecting the complexities of sibling relationships.
+    It’s called Solar Sibiling and and it's an homage to the Tumblr practice of web weaving, where collages of media excerpts are curated around a common theme. This project reimagines that by transforming user comments from TikTok videos about sibling relationships into poems. These poems capture a collective sense of despair and comfort in shared experiences. "Solar Sibling" celebrates the vulnerabilities nurtured in online communities and invites anonymous contributions reflecting the complexities of sibling relationships.
     <br><br>
     ada`)
     $('.letterBox').toggle()