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        A beautifully performed one-woman show recalls an era when an advice columnist could shock the world.
            by Mark E. Leib
            Once upon a time, the raciest part of the morning newspaper was Ann Landers&#039; advice column, with its whiff of a world of hurt behind closed doors. Long before Watergate and Weinergate, before Monica Lewinsky&#039;s stained dress and Michael Jackson&#039;s sleepovers, readers of the daily rag could open to &quot;Dear Ann Landers&quot; and find beastly behavior, kinky sex, adultery, effrontery, marriages on the rocks and teenage fornication.&hellip;
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