Repetitive repertoires: how writing about Cairene graffiti has turned into a serial monotony

I think what I’m trying to note here is that over the past two years I felt like I was a service provider for many individuals and corporations. It was a oneway exchange of value. When some people say, “Give us your photos in return for us giving you traffic,” that’s nice of them. But traffic won’t pay my bills, nor is it equal in value.