Behind me trail the darkened lines. I keep beasts of troughs within my confines. Great men wield me in place of a sword, Yet pigs turn me to a filthy horde.

Four letters i have. Look at me from the back and i might appear in a pack.

In black and white, I am known for selling clothes. For a given question, I am the answer you chose. I am currently right in front of your nose.

I can be shot, but I cannot shoot. People use me to liquify fruit.

I am steep and abrupt be careful as you drive. I may land you in deep trouble even if you can dive. I make you believe that which isn’t true and contrary as well. But if you play your cards right, surely there is a tell.