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I am a cold man without a soul. If there is warmth in me, it slowly will kill me. What am I?
I am the kind of nut that is empty at the center and has no shell.
I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
I mirror your actions.
I have hands but do not hold, teeth but do not bite. Feet I have but they are cold, eyes I have but without sight. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?