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Racked SF is currently seeking a photo intern. The ideal candidate knows his or her way around a camera, has experience with both indoor and outdoor photo shoots, and can handle post-production work. Applicants should be forewarned that there's a distinct chance we'll make you get dressed up and go to fashion parties. (We're horrible people, we know.)
Details: The pay shall be zero dollars and some drink (proper ID req'd); the hours, flexible; the glory, extreme; the possibility for this to grow into an even better opportunity, highly plausible. If you're interested, send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org with the subject line "Racked SF Photo Intern" and a brief description of yourself and your interest in the gig. If you've got a personal blog, Tumblr, or Twitter, include links to those as well. No resumes, please. If we like what we see, we'll get back to you quickly. Thanks.