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I have to be broken before I can be used
Upon your lonely journey I accompany you, whether you travel through endless mountains or seas of blue. Wherever you go, I keep your place. Lost you're not, when I'm embraced. What am I?
You throw me away, I find my way back. Traditionally, I'm wooden with an arch in my back. What am I?
What three letters change a boy into a man?
I'm many people's favorite place even though many don't remember their stay. You'll love to come but hate to leave if you get cold use my sleeves.
My days are numbered. What am I?