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Three little letters, a paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
It's been around for millions of years, but is never more than a month old. What is it?
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
What goes in the water black and comes out red?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?