I suspect that my neighbor across the street doubts the consistency of gravity. Just now he stood out on his stoop and took handfuls of something from a large plastic jar, threw them in the air, and watched the bits fall to the ground. He repeated this a few times. I think he was satisfied with this confirmation that indeed, gravity was still working, because he retreated back into his sketchy little apartment.
Don't Bring Me Down by Electric Light Orchestra
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