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I'm found on Windows yet I am just a decoration. What am I?
I have cities with no people, forests with no trees, and oceans with no water. What am I?
What building has the most stories?
I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Men seize me from my home tear apart my flesh drink the sweet blood then cast my skin aside.
What made Cyclops quit teaching?