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You can read me both ways I wear; One way it's a number reversed a snare.
I see what you see feel what you feel and hear what you hear. I know all of your moves before you make them. I even know the moves you didn't make.
What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I begin with the letter āiā, if you add āaā in front of me, I become a new word with a different meaning, but still sounds exactly the same. What word am I?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.