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I cannot be bought cannot be sold even if Iām sometimes made of gold.
I am used for light yet I am solid. Without me you would feel enclosed. I hate being touched especially with a lot of force. I like to be in buildings.
A thousand wheels but move I do not. Call me what I am call me a lot.
I begin your sentences. What am I?
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?