Besame Mucho seems to be on heavy rotation on the piped outdoor music at American Tobacco.
2 Possible Explanations:
1) They play it a lot because it is a great song.
2) Somewhere, hidden deep in the Lucky Strike water tower, the American Tobacco Campus DJ toils in song selection. She is beautiful and charming, with a profound and insatiable love of terrible drawings. From great heights she sees me, sitting far below with my pen and notebook, mooching free workspace off of the outdoor seating near Saladelia cafe. She has fallen in love with me, and has one simple request. Which she conveys via song. Repeatedly.
I mean, it’s definitely one of those. Possibly both.