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     "title": "Don't Skip the Interlude",
     "album": "Don't Skip the Interlude",
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     "description": "\"Don't Skip the Interlude\" by Yoo Se Yoon is a comedic musical track that cleverly contrasts heartfelt lyrics about love with a deliberately long and humorous instrumental interlude. Known for its comedic intent and visual gags during performances, the song's prolonged interlude is central to its entertaining and funny experience."
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     "description": "\"Missing Dice - Dice Roller\" is a website designed for rolling dice, found at missingdice.com/dice-roller/."
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 ## About
 
-Yoo Se Yoon's 'Don't Skip the Interlude' (간주점프는 안돼요) is a unique musical comedy track that blends seemingly heartfelt lyrics with an extended, humorous instrumental interlude. The song's title directly instructs listeners not to skip this interlude, as it is central to the piece's comedic intent and overall experience. The song features lyrics that appear serious and even heartfelt, discussing themes of love, memories, and not wanting to waste a single second with a loved one. However, this earnestness is juxtaposed with a deliberately long and often comically exaggerated instrumental break. In performances, this interlude is frequently accompanied by visual gags and comedic elements, such as band members pretending to play instruments poorly or the singer waiting impatiently for the interlude to end. Reviewers and listeners consistently point out the song's humorous nature, particularly highlighting the unexpected and extended interlude as the source of much laughter. Yoo Se Yoon, known as a comedian and television host, leverages his comedic background to create a song that is both musically engaging and entertainingly funny. The humor often comes from the contrast between the serious tone of the lyrics and the absurdity of the prolonged instrumental section, making the 'interlude' a crucial, not-to-be-skipped, part of the song's identity.
+![Ayyaaah](images/logs/dont-skip-the-interlude.png)
+
+Yoo Se Yoon's 'Don't Skip the Interlude' (간주점프는 안돼요) is a unique musical comedy track that blends seemingly
+heartfelt lyrics with an extended, humorous instrumental interlude. The song's title directly instructs listeners
+not to skip this interlude, as it is central to the piece's comedic intent and overall experience.
+
+The song features lyrics that appear serious and even heartfelt, discussing themes of love, memories,
+and not wanting to waste a single second with a loved one. However, this earnestness is juxtaposed with a
+deliberately long and often comically exaggerated instrumental break. In performances,
+this interlude is frequently accompanied by visual gags and comedic elements, such as band members pretending to
+play instruments poorly or the singer waiting impatiently for the interlude to end. Reviewers and listeners
+consistently point out the song's humorous nature, particularly highlighting the unexpected and extended interlude as the
+source of much laughter. Yoo Se Yoon, known as a comedian and television host, leverages his comedic background to create a
+song that is both musically engaging and entertainingly funny. The humor often comes from the contrast between the serious
+tone of the lyrics and the absurdity of the prolonged instrumental section, making the 'interlude' a crucial,
+not-to-be-skipped, part of the song's identity.

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+The _acid rain_ came down in sheets, washing the grime from the cobblestones into the sewers, a baptism
+for a city that had sold its soul for a few more drops of industry. My head throbbed in time with the
+_flickering_ neon sign outside my office window. The sign said "**Corrigan Investigations**." The bottle of
+bourbon on my desk said "**Old Grand-Dad**." **Both were liars**. I hadn't investigated much of anything
+lately, and there was nothing grand about my life.
+
+The call came from a public phone just before midnight. _Some rookie cop_, his voice trembling like a
+leaf in a hurricane. A **John Doe**, face-down in an alley off 4th street. **_My beat. My problem.**_
+
+When the coroner, a stooped old man with spectacles thick as ale bottles, rolled the body over, the
+city's hum faded. The face staring up at the smog-choked sky was my own. Same busted nose from that
+union dispute, same cynical sneer, same fresh scar above my left eye where a dame had gotten lucky with
+a whiskey glass last week. This wasn't just a look-alike. _**This was me**_.
+
+"You know him, Corrigan?" the rookie asked, his awe mixing with _fear_.
+
+"He's a ghost," I rasped, _lighting a cigarette that tasted like ash and dread_. **"Let me work"**
+
+I took the case. Who else could? I was hunting my own killer.
+
+The clues were a breadcrumb trail leading straight into my own fractured past. A matchbook from "The
+Tipsy Lizard," a dive bar where I'd been thrown out a month ago. A claim-ticket for my own tweed
+suit. A single, blurry photograph of a woman I'd loved and lost, a memory I kept buried under a
+mountain of bad debts and worse decisions.
+
+I was _chasing a ghost_, and the closer I got, the more he felt like my own. I'd wake up in my apartment,
+**my knuckles bruised** and no memory of a fight. I'd find notes in my own handwriting, cryptic warnings
+I didn't remember writing. "**He's getting closer**," one said. "**He knows what you did**."
+
+The city became a hall of mirrors, and every reflection was the dead man. I saw him in shop windows, a
+phantom behind my own shoulder. I saw him in the rearview mirror of my beat-up Impala. The folk I
+questioned—bartenders, informants, loan-sharks—they were all describing me. My habits. My temper. My
+sorrow.
+
+The final clue was a _key_, hanging on a nail in my own office. A key to a room at the St. Marlowe
+hotel, a flophouse for has-beens and never-weres. I knew the room. It was the one I'd been renting for
+weeks, for the nights when my own apartment felt too much like a _tomb_. The place I'd gone after she
+died.
+
+I went in, my .38 revolver cold and heavy in my hand. The room was _empty_, save for a single chair
+facing a full-length mirror propped against the wall. On the floor was a bottle of bourbon and a
+glass. _My brand_.
+
+**_And I understood._**
+
+There was no doppelganger. _No conspiracy_. Just a man so broken by grief he'd split in two. He'd been
+leaving a trail for himself, a desperate attempt by one half of his mind to make the other half see
+the truth. The body in the alley—was it real? A **_stranger_** I'd killed in a blackout? Or just the first,
+most powerful delusion? It didn't matter. The case was the same. A man was hunting the part of
+himself he could no longer live with. The part that lost her.
+
+I stood before the mirror. I saw him there. The killer I'd been hunting. _Haggard_. _Haunted_. His eyes
+full of the same self-hatred that burned in my own gut.
+
+I had finally cornered my man. There was **no escape**. Not for **_him_**. Not for **_me_**.
+
+I raised the **_revolver_**. The man in the glass **_did the same_**.
+
+**_"Case closed," I whispered._**