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I have no life but I can die. What am I?
I am one small little piece of paper yet sometimes hold lots of value. I am all you need to get in to big events but will cost you. I am an important part of travel. And if lost you're not coming.
I am a type of cheese made backwards
I stare at you, you stare at me.I have three eyes, yet can't see.Every time I blink, I give you commands.You do as you are told, with your feet and hands.What am I?
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. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?