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Tear me off and scratch my head, what once was red is black instead. What am I?
I am cracked by Indiana Jones.
I am easy to see but no one likes looking at me. Without me there would be no you. I can make you complain or make you happy. But you almost always take me for-granted.
Born in the ocean and white as snow. When I fall back to water, I disappear without a trace. What am I?
In Paris but not in France the thinnest of its siblings.
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.