The last time I volunteered for the Seattle International Film Festival I helped lug a bunch of molded-plastic stack chairs to an office suite in Westlake. I got a pat on the back, some free coffee and two ticket vouchers for my trouble. I even got a free t-shirt. And while I’m usually not one complain about perks, it was very clear to me at the time that something just didn’t feel right.
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