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We traveled the sea far and wide. At one time, two of my sailors were standing on opposite sides of the ship. One was looking west and the other one east. And at the same time, they could see each other clearly. How can that be possible?
What goes up and down without moving?
What can't you see, hear or feel, until itβs too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
This is the drinkable phase of matter
You might accuse someone living with a stolen identity of being this.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?