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Dal Timgar knew residing on Earth for the duration of medical school would require he accept and even participate in the customs of the planet, no matter how alien they appeared to him.
His first attempt at a Christmas present, based on a careful reading of his friend Tiger Martin's favorite holiday book, showed he had more to learn than just microsurgery.
"It's usually just an expression," Tiger explained with a friendly grin, admiring the actual door nail fitted into a miniature coffin with the name "Jacob Marley" etched into the wood.