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I wear a red robe with staff in hand and a stone in my throat.
I am always around you but often forgotten. I am pure and clean most of the time, but occasionally rotten. What am I?
I begin and have no end and I end all that begins. What am I?
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
I am the kind of nut that is empty at the center and has no shell.
It rows quickly with four oars but never comes out from under his own roof. What is it?