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One simple click, one simple flash. A piece of memory, for years I'll last. What am I?
You may enter, but you may not come in. I have space, but no room, I have keys, but open no lock. What am I?
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?
You bury me when Iām alive and dig me up when Iām dead. What am I?
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was. What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?