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I am a food made from the pressed curds of milk. I come in American, swiss, sharp and many other flavors. What am I?
Men seize it from its home, tear apart its flesh, drink the sweet blood, then cast its skin aside.
What can't you eat for breakfast?
This orange colored fruit gets its name from its color.
What kind of apple has a short temper?
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?