I need help brainstorming please!
Help me brainstorm "THINGS THAT HAVE NUMBERS."
Thanks!

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Answer 1
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phone, keyboard, calculator, clock, books, the case of any movie, case of any video game, dice, a ruler, tape measure, car license plates, the scanning bar of anything you buy, the McDonald's sign that says 100% real beef

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Answer 2
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phone numbers, credit cards, lists etc.


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