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I was in the hallway of a hotel in Rio de Janeiro. I was about to knock on the door, when I suddenly decided to open the door and surprise Burt. I was the one that got the surprise. He and a woman were in bed making passionate love.

There is a story going on here somewhere - something about a writer trying to complete a script for an album about sex and getting caught up in a military coup, far as I can tell - but neither you nor I cares too much about that. What you want to know is whether the sex is any good and, if not, whether there are sufficiently quaint period touches to justify the book's existence.

Unsurprisingly, the answer to both questions is negative.