Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

I just proofread--and, effectively, copyedited--a four-page marketing thing of a particularly annoying-to-me type: it's selling ad space in an all-advertising supplement to a magazine. The copy itself was no worse than usual for its kind, and someone has to supply the eagle eye, or at least remember how to count: there's a sentence that says there will be five sections, then lists all six of them.