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On one end of the spectrum, you’ve got a Linzer-torte play such as Arthur Miller’s The Crucible, which is supposedly an allegory of the McCarthy era. (I saw the play before I learned about the history, so I thought Tail Gunner Joe had boned his babysitter or something.) On the other end, you’ve got the big bowl of Cool Whip that is Ronnie Larsen’s Ten Naked Men. This fast-paced comedy deals with young hopefuls in West Hollywood, where the lines between aspiring actors, agents, directors, and hustlers blur and cross. Our young hero, fresh from a school Shakespeare production, struggles to find love and fame—but settles for escorts from Frontiers magazine and a chance at a Blue Bunny ice-cream ad. Will he land the job or lose it to his sometime hook-up, the “Airborne Ranger”? What you get is what you see at 8 p.m. (to June 12; see City List for other dates) at the Warehouse Theater, 1021 7th St. NW. $25–$40. (800) 965-0282. (Janet Hopf)