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And for one night, the Wicked Witch of the West learned to laugh—really laugh—at a woman who had built an empire out of being underestimated.
She'd arrived in Oz by accident, a tornado of another kind. But instead of ruling or flying monkeys, Katie opened a small cabaret in the Shiz red-light district. Elphaba once stopped by, green skin glowing under the pink lights. "You're not afraid of me," the witch said. katie morgan wicked
Katie Morgan wasn't a villain. That was the first thing she told the interviewer, crossing her legs on the emerald-green couch. "People hear 'Wicked' and they think cackling, broomsticks, melting. Honey, I've been melted more times than the Wicked Witch of the West—and I'm still here." And for one night, the Wicked Witch of
Katie laughed. "Darling, I've worked with scarier agents." Elphaba once stopped by, green skin glowing under