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When it comes to me you go on red and stop on green.
I stand in one place yet fill the whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue. What am I?
I must be broken before you can use me. What am I?
The dirtier I get, the whiter I am. What am I?
Kings and queens may cling to power and the jester's got his call. But as you may discover the common one outranks them all. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?