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It is November first 1940; in the famous sound stage of THE WIZARD OF OZ on the MGM lot, a little man is lying face-up on the yellow brick road. His wide eyes stare upward into the blinding stage lights. He is wearing a kind of comic soldier's uniform with a yellow coat and puffy sleeves and big fez-like blue and yellow hat with a feather on top. His yellow hair and beard are the phony straw color of Hollywood. He could pass for some kind of cute in the typical tinsel-town way if it wasn't for the knife sticking out of his chest. *Someone had murdered a Munchkin.* -- Stuart Kaminsky, "Murder on the Yellow Brick Road"