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I am a beverage named after a stick.
I am a sharp looking horse with a flaxen tail. The longer I run the shorter my tail becomes.
Where I am there is no south, west, nor east, and weather is not fit for man or beast. What am I?
I am what one cannot keep, two cannot hold, and three cannot destroy. What am I?
You buy me to eat, but never eat me. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?