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I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
There is an ancient invention. Still used in some parts of the world today. That allows people to see through walls.
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
There is a creature of God whose body is hardΝΎ it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
Why is the letter B always cool?