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I get paid to shoot people then blow them up.
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
I begin and have no end. Eventually, I will be the ending of all that has begun. What am I?
I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
Though it be cold, I wear no clothes. The frost and snow I never fear. I value neither shoes nor hose and yet I wander far and near. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?