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In many hall ways you would stand if not with me in hand.
I have six faces but not even one body connected, 21 eyes in total but cannot see. What am I?
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
The 8 of us go forth and not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What am I?
As I went over London Bridge I met my sister Jenny; I broke her neck and drank her blood and left her standing empty.
Why is the letter B always cool?