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What doesn't get any wetter, no matter how much rain falls on it?
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.
Half-way up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
You can spin, wheel and twist. But this thing can turn without moving.
You throw me out when you want to use me and you take me in when you don't want to use me. Who am I?
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.