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I start new then become old. Start clean but become dirty. I usually start big then become little. What am I?
What's full of holes but still holds water?
I am a delicious way of representing data.
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, Grown in the darkness, a ladyβs delight.
I have a straight back and sharp teeth to cut objects.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?