In the quiet corner of a bustling café, a group of friends gathered every week to share stories. One day, they decided to write their tales on paper cups and shuffle them. As they read each other's stories aloud, laughter echoed, except for one cup whose story made everyone pause and ponder. 'I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I touch, will soon turn red. What am I?'
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The Answer
Fire
Here's why: The riddle describes fire, which consumes fuel ('always hungry') and makes things hot ('the finger I touch, will soon turn red').
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