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Not to inject a sense of realism into what could become a very entertaining thread, but it could just have been the publisher's own quality control inspectors inserting the card to indicate that they have counted all the pages, made sure none of the pictures have been vandalised by disgruntled typesetters and pre-cracked the binding for your convenience so that the pages start to fall out in a month's time.
When we lived in the UAE, every book that came into the country was inspected too. Employees of the Ministry of Information and Culture with big, fat magic markers would scribble over every racy picture or even go to the length of cutting it out. What this did to an issue of Cosmopolitan is quite funny, in a way. "Congratulations! You've just paid £4 for an imported magazine full of square holes!"  |
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