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Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
Mobsters judge the quality of a vehicle by the size of this
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
What do you throw out to use and take in when you're done?
I have a face, yet no senses. But I don't really care, because time is of the essence.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?