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I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
I am a kind of coat that can only be put on when wet. What am I?
The last man on Earth received a phone call, who was the caller?
I'm where yesterday follows today and tomorrow is in the middle. What am I?
Take off my skin I won't cry but you will.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?