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I am owned by every man though my length differs. Their wives uses me after getting married.
I run around the city but I never move.
I am a kind of coat that can only be put on when wet. What am I?
I sleep when you are awake, I am awake when you fall asleep. I can fly but no feathers to aid my flight. What am I?
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?