Binder clip

It's a duty.

Binder clips.

Sorry? Binder clips.

Box of a hundred.

Office supply store in Zagazig, 1984.

I was doing inventory for a textile warehouse that supplied the souvenir stands out near Talbasta, the modern site.

The owner, a man named Farouk, used to stock up on binder clips every September because the festival season brought the tourists, and the tourists bought papyrus prints, and the prints had to be clipped to the display boards.

He'd buy a hundred boxes.

I have two and a half stripes left until I do the next sleeve.

What I was considering was putting some binder clips on it and trying it on for you.

Would you like to see that? Would you like to see me try it on? I would love it.

I'm gonna try.

Let's see.

I might not have binder clips.

Hold on.

Yeah, this is perfect.