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I run around the city but I never move.
To cross the water, I'm the way. For water I'm above, I touch it not and truth to say, I neither swim nor move. What am I?
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I am as quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house. What am I?
What is the most slipperiest country in the world?