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Jan 26. 2026
I have fingers, but cannot hold. I brave the chill, yet feel no cold. I come in pairs, a matching sight, shielding touch from winter's bite. What am I?
Jan 26. 2026
I have fingers, but cannot hold. I brave the chill, yet feel no cold. I come in pairs, a matching sight, shielding touch from winter's bite. What am I?