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Both peaches and a certain couture have this in common.
Strip the skin under my skin, and my flesh you'll reveal. It tastes sweet and tart, now throw out the peel. What is it?
I'm a dish of ground meat formed into a loaf shape, mixed with egg and breadcrumbs, then baked or smoked
What can be grown without sun or soil and can either provide nourishment or deliver poison?
What starts out in a field and then crashed on a stone. It becomes much more when to the fire it's thrown?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?