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In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
What measures out time. Until in time all is smashed to it?
It comes only before, it comes only after. Rises only in darkness, but rises only in light. It is always the same, but is yet always different.
Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.
Where do you go in through one hole and come out through two holes at the same time?
Why was the cook arrested?