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As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
You'll see savory dishes in Hong Kong sizzling in these.
They belong to me; they belong to you; They can make you feel happy or make you feel blue; They never end until the day you do.
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes.
If I say "everything I tell you is a lie", am I telling you the truth or a lie?