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Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price I simply smile and nod twice.
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
What's made of water but if you put it into water it will die?
What has keys but no locks a space but no room and you can enter but can't go in?
I can be cracked made told and played.
A man goes out in heavy rain with nothing to protect him from it. His hair doesn't get wet. How does he do that?