Scientists have solved the deepest mysteries of the cosmos. So why are they still so confused? Sean paling clumps down the tnnel in hefty work boots, his path lit only by his miner's lamp. The temperature is a sweaty 37 degrees Celsius; the underground air has a thick, reeycled quality to it. This is the bottom of Britain's deepest mine, 1,000 meters from dayligh, a six-minute ride down a clanking elevator. "This is not what I signed up for when I beeame an astroparticle phsicist," he says.
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