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Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price, I simply smile and nod twice.
Men have one, women two, and when they become family, itβs three. What is it?
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
What's black when you get it, red when you use it, and white when you're all through with it?
Which button does not function when being pressed?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?