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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. What am I?
I go inside boots and outside shoes.
Golden treasure I contain guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed then left to build my treasure anew.
What has many teeth but can't bite?
I'm not alive but I grow I don't have lungs but I need air I don't have a mouth but water can kill me. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?