The thing is - and this is a true story - Katz was supposed to write us a play about a fortune teller. But she spent her commission (and then some) actually going to a fortune teller. In New York. More than once. This is the story of what Katz has been doing instead of writing a play. It features Katz, on her own, as herself, embroiled in a tale of art, love, money, shoes, and the apocalypse (of course).
Anyone who's met her will know that the word 'irrepressible' has nothing on Katz, even at her quietest. She makes chaos charming and catastrophe positively exuberant. She likes to be laughed at, and her method is to talk first and think later. Anything could happen. Seriously.
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