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I'm often served as a "rack of ..." I'm often smoked or grilled, with bones in, and slathered in BBQ sauce.
Sometimes imaginary and sometimes real, sometimes they are the closest and dearest person outside the family. Who are they?
What has to be broken before you can use it ?
The celebrities of high school were part of this crowd.
I'm the start of eternity and the end of space. There are two of me in heaven and one in hell.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?