The Half-Naked Truth. A slim little comedy slipped quietly in last week, sold a few laughs, and shocked no one. It is a play about a street urchin who posed for a city statue. That was the point of the title. It seems more than probable that the Civic Virtue statue storm of the Hylan administration years ago in New York inspired the endeavor. With Irish street comedy and thin slices of plain folks philosophy it wandered along amiably enough. There were no eminent performers. The opening night a grey kitten strolled unexpectedly...
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