As Valentine’s day approaches, the conversation turns to love poetry; revisiting an old poem, I found this fragment:
So many kisses left
on the station steps: kisses
scattered en la boca
If the metro station in question were the one in the photo, I can only assume there was a tango playing in the background.
On a lingustic tangent, I really wish bus stops were underground so they also had a “boca”: then I could have called the post “besos & buses” and pondered the association between the Spanish besar and the English “buss”.