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I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
Send poorly behaved children to me and let them sit here.
What has 4 fingers and a thumb but is not living?
Light hides me and darkness kills me. What am I?
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?