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Retrooooo....

So the Phactory's photo is looking really bleh and retro. I cant draw, just write. If you would like to submit a drawing for a contest for the NEXT Phactory's photo. Drawings should be on computer paper, or created on a computer and in the best resolution possible. Please do not CRUMPLE the paper. If you would like to be credited, in the bottom right corner, sign your name. Nothing big or flashy please. Just a name. Please also have it say Purple Poet Phactory. Yes. Spelled just like that. What would be awesome is Purple Poet Phactory written dark and bold, and have a poem or two in the back in a small empty font so they are barely noticable.

All submissions should be sent to Brad.Cypert@gmail.com

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