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When I point up, it's bright. When I point down, it's dark. What am I?
I stink in living but when dead smells good.
We applaud if you perform well.
There are four of us but it seems like everyone loves spades the most.
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?