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I canโt go left I canโt go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high.
If you have me you want to share me. Once you share me you wonโt have me.
Tear me off and scratch my head, what once was red is black instead. What am I?
I am the only thing that always tells the truth. I show off everything that I see. I come in all shapes and sizes. What am I?
What has 4 fingers and a thumb but is not living?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?