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The last woman on Earth received a phone call. Who was the caller?
I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
I have an eye, but I can't see. I usually have to work with something in my eye. What am I?
In Paris but not in France the thinnest of its siblings.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.