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Thirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.
I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?
A blind man enters a maze, and the entrance closes behind him. His only way out is to solve the maze. A long time passes, and he exits the maze through the correct exit. How did he solve the maze?
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
Why was the cook arrested?