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I wear the face of a leader of men. My financial worth is small and my appearance................

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I wear the face of a leader of men. My financial worth is small and my
appearance not impressive, yet my presence is a passport to any country
and society. I have the entree alike to the boudoir and the armed; I
penetrate to royal palaces and to the far corners of the earth. In my
youth I am bright and fresh looking; later, my face is marred and
disfigured and I am cast aside as nothing; but when I am very old I am eagerly sought, and a safe refuge is provided for me, where I am exhibited to admiring visitors. What am I?

posted Aug 6, 2014 by Nikita Sehgal

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postage stamp

answer Aug 7, 2017 by Harshita Dhaliwal
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Currency Note

answer Aug 6, 2014 by Kunal Shah



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