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Which weighs more? A pound of iron or a pound of feathers?
Everybody's got one.
This is a dish containing beans, sometimes baked but, despite the name, usually stewed, in a sauce
I'm the start of eternity and the end of space. There are two of me in heaven and one in hell.
White and thin, red within, with a nail at the end. What is it?
My days are numbered. What am I?