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I am so delicate that even mentioning me breaks me. What am I?
I am the place to turn to when nature calls. What am I?
I go up and down at the same time. Up towards to sky and down towards the ground
The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
I see what you see feel what you feel and hear what you hear. I know all of your moves before you make them. I even know the moves you didn't make.
Why was the cook arrested?