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What kind of table can you eat?
You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
Drop me and the world will shatter. You can always find me where you empty your bladder. What am I?
I have a small hill with seven holes.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?