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Tear me off and scratch my head what once red is now black.
I can't go left, I can't go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high. What am I?
Good memory, skin like the sea. A great beast I am, yet vermin frightens me. What am I?
I go up when the rain comes down. What am I?
I am easy to see but no one likes looking at me. Without me there would be no you. I can make you complain or make you happy. But you almost always take me for-granted.
It weighs next to nothing but no one can hold it for long. What is it?