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When can someone truthfully tell someone βwell doneβ but think they did a bad job?
Half-way up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
It's the only vegetable or fruit that is never sold frozen, canned, processed, cooked, or in any other form but fresh
It is the assumed nocturnal symbol of Mr. Wayne. What is it?
I have a tongue, but do not talk. I follow close, but neither run nor walk. Coupled and hitched, but never married. You couldn't bear the load I've carried.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?