A secret set of digits used to unlock treasures. On a pad, turn or press if you want access. Certain things mixed together for a particular purpose. A good one is team or group that work well as a unit. To reveal me, insert yourself as a pronoun between a hair styler and a country.

I utilise tension and measured separation. A tool requiring some level of skill and dedication. Can you put your finger on it? To use me it's essential! Actually, you'll need both hands to hear my full potential.

I never stitch with thread or twine, Yet I make scattered pages align. With jaws that open, jaws that close, I leave behind a silver rose. No carpenter would call me kin, Though metal teeth lie tucked within. I bite without a drop of pain, Then hold my victims fast again. I work where letters come to life, Where students study day and night. On desks I patiently remain, Bringing order from the paper rain. Feed me little strips of steel, Then press me down with steady zeal. Though small in size, I'm strong enough To tame the wildest paper stuff. What am I?

This flag is all white because the designer just gave up.

To compose a letter to an abbreviated prison for female swans that can break swords.