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 did not want proof of a van; they wanted proof of a utility bill under the exact GPS pin. The air in my office always smells … Read more
The smell of wet concrete always reminds me of the gap between the map and the pavement. As a street photographer, I spend my days noticing the glitch in the storefront data, the way a sign hangs slightly crooked, or how a business name on a window does not match the sleek digital entry on … Read more
The air in the investigation room smells of stale coffee and ozone. I see the world as a grid of spatial data points where your business is nothing more than a coordinate. I spent three months fighting a hard suspension for a plumbing client whose listing was nuked simply because they shared a suite number … Read more
I smell diesel fuel and fresh asphalt. It reminds me of the fleet management systems I used to run before I started auditing spatial data for local search. I treat every Google Business Profile like a truck in a logistics yard. If the coordinates are off by a few meters, the whole delivery fails. You … Read more
The long road back from a Google Business Profile manual action 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 utility bill under the … Read more
