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Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
To cross the water I'm the way, for water I'm above. I touch it not and, truth to say, I neither swim nor move.
I'm very tempting, so its said, I have a shiny coat of red, and my flesh is white beneath. I smell so sweet, taste good to eat, and help to guard your teeth.
It's usually found dried, but often kept slicker. Above another need, it's said to be thicker. What is it?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?