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I move very slowly. I accompany life, and survive past demise. I am viewed with esteem in many womenβs eyes.
You bind me and I walk. You loosen me and I stop. What am I?
I am the building with the most number of stories.
I take off my clothes when you put on your clothes. I put on my clothes when you take off your clothes. What am I?
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. The one who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?