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What is the heart of many risks, has a heart, but is not a living being?
I run around the city, but I never move.
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
Man walks over, and man swims under. In times of war, it can be burned asunder. What is it?
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?