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I can go through glass without breaking it. What am I?
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
I am the kind of nut that is empty at the center and has no shell.
I am what no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be. What am I?
There was a green house. Inside the green house there was a white house. Inside the white house there was a red house. Inside the red house there were lots of babies. What is it?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?