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I am nothing but holes tied to holes, yet am strong as iron.
The more holes you cover the lower it goes.
Two people are born at the same moment, but they don't have the same birthdays. How could this be?
You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.