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My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is within; You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
It's got twists and turns, but has no curves. Twist it to fix it, turn it to ruin it. What is it?
A man is pushing his car along the road when he comes to a hotel. He shouts, "I'm bankrupt!" Why?
This is needed both for courage and hardcover books.
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.