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If you take off my skin, I will not cry, but you will. What am I?
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead.
Strip the skin under my skin, and my flesh you'll reveal. It tastes sweet and tart, now throw out the peel. What is it?
This dish is usually consumed at breakfast time with milk.
What food goes on and on without a beginning, middle, or an end?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?