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I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet never thrown. What am I?
What can you catch but not throw?
The more you have of it the less you see. What is it?
I have no voice but I can teach you all there is to know. I have spines and hinges but I am not a door. Once I've told you all, I cannot tell you more. What am I?
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
Why can't Kevin, who is now living in Canada, not be buried in the USA?