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I do not contain flesh feather or scales; yet I have fingers and thumbs.
What goes all around the world but never leaves its corner?
What do you get when you cross a cow with a trampoline?
What is easy to get into, but hard to get out of?
I begin and have no end and I end all that begins. What am I?
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.