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When I was quite young and saw for the first time, The Wizard of Oz. The notion of death hadn't quite invaded my psyche yet. Then to see poor innocent Dorothy douse the Wicked Witch of the West with water......
Even now I can remember how I felt as I watched her melt down to nothing but a blob on the ground. Then even more shocked as little Toto ran and pawed at her. Powerful stuff, especially for a tyke.
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