Sarah v. Bernhardt will be thrillingly laid bare in Beantown. Swiss cheese, she flashed, foxily fluttering the lie-machine. That "no cameras, please" is spooky-spooky tease, no dirty-looky pix of the Wonder Bare *ookie. Pseudo-Actors for hire. Harvard-bred, breeding lot of the B&B beaners. Dirty laundrying of tropical hula-moola, you betcha your rubber check, get there early, to admire the hall sweepers. Keep your eye peeled for the one-eyed one-horn in overalls using infra-red.