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Put into a pit, locked beneath a grate, guarded through the night, yet it still goes out.
My first is nothing but a nameอพ my second is more smallอพ my whole is of so little fame it has no name at all.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
Thousands of these come together to make a digital image. What is it?
I am a span of time you can always see through I am also the timepiece with the most pieces. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?