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Tall, I am young. Old, I am short. With life I glow. Anemoi is my foe.
If someone calls you this, it might be time to consider hot wax
We are two brothers on opposite sides of the road, but we never see each other. Who are we?
The edge of earth and bread.
It is a form of plastic money.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?