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Some people avoid me some people count me some people just consume me
I go inside boots and outside shoes.
You see a boat filled with people. It has not sunk but when you look again you don't see a single person on the boat. Why?
The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
By Moon or by Sun I shall be found. Yet I am undone if there's no light around.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?