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Three little letters, a paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price, I simply smile and nod twice.
A tree with 5 branches, no leaves and no fruits
A type of hammer that brings a room to order.
It produces a flower but it is not its fruitΝΎ it produces branches which are its fruit.