Here I was, In Kinshasa, Zaire (now the Democratic Republic of the Congo), standing at the entrance of a printing company, with the employees looking on. During that time, we never let leak where the children's magazine and school notebooks were actually being printed. There was a good reason for that. From Grains of Golden Sand:"Donors astonished by our circulation and wishing to verify the numbers often asked where the thing was printed. “Oh, out in the cité,” was our hemmed and hawed response.
"“Why won’t you give us the name of the print shop?”
"Grin. “If we do, we will have to kill you.”
"In fact, the volume of work was so great that the printer was worried that if his name were broadcast, the company would become the target of more than the usual coterie of tax collectors. Like so many other businesses in Kin, it hid behind a blank wall with nary a sign. The whereabouts of Bleu/Blanc’s print shop was—and is—a well-guarded secret."
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