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In a galaxy not too far away, in a time not really relative to ours, live the big-eyed, blue-skinned Zils. It must be known that every Zil has an Orz; two on a zon, and on a zad just one. But no Zil, ever, had none. Until on a day that earth might call Tuesday, a Zil did just that.
A story of differences, acceptance, and overcoming obstacles for earthlings from 1 to 253 1/4.
