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When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you. What am I?
I am the place to turn to when nature calls. 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?
I am heavy forward but backward I am not. What am I?
I am a fruit. If you take away the first letter of my name I become a crime. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?