The smell of wet concrete after a summer storm always reminds me of the day I watched a million-dollar business vanish from the digital world. Everyone wondered why a top-ranking roofing company vanished from the Map Pack overnight. I found…

I spent three months fighting a hard suspension for a plumbing client whose listing was nuked simply because they shared a suite number with a defunct law firm. Google didn’t want proof of a van; they wanted proof of a…

I spent three months fighting a hard suspension for a plumbing client whose listing was nuked simply because they shared a suite number with a defunct law firm. Google didn’t want proof of a van; they wanted proof of a…

The smell of wet concrete always lingers near the most successful local storefronts; it is the scent of physical permanence in a digital world that tries to fake it. I have spent years walking these streets with a camera in…