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Copyright Anno Societatis xxxv The QuarterDon't copy any of this stuff!
1. Why would you want to? It stinks!
2. Stealing ideas and artwork will give you bad Karma.
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While normally we pride ourselves on being a one-way conduit of information for the SCA, from time to time we get "good stuff" from the populace. To make it easier for you to send us ideas and articles, (and to make it easier for us to ignore you), we've set up an e-mail address:
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