You start the night off with me being classy but usually end it with being trashy. My babies are found in yards but I end up in containers for years.

Money sent at rapid speed, or dangling from long dead trees. Used for both fraud and fun, I bring people together as I run.

I am a beast of decay, Found in every continent, where life wastes away Mistake me for food, and your mind will be my prey For you cannot kill me in a way that matters

I have a head, but I do not have a limb. I am often seen in A workshop.

I move steel beasts with a press, or a twist if they're on two legs. My opposite has the power to halt them both with a wire. Careful pushing me, it gets dangerous if I'm against the wall. I move needles into the red, so pay attention ahead.