Emily in the Mall

Not sure how Emily would have liked this particular cheek-by-jowl juxtaposition at the Giordano outlet, OneKM here prominently displayed facing the passage by the escalators. (Presumably the estate is aware and rights approved/sold.)
         Would the retail gurus arranging have considered the possible dissonance and mixed messaging?
         For Em powder or sky blue on black:

         I'M NOBODY
       WHO 
          ARE YOU?

         Honey-bee yellow adjacent semaphoring: RADIATE POSITIVITY
         Note-taking promptly at a table across at Starbs there was Billie Holiday’s smoky lounge re-mastered, undercut in this instance by a French chap on the bench seat behind spieling nutrition, supplements and proper dietary balance to a young Chin lass either in need or climbing lower rung company ladder.

         This after having come up from the basement Cold Storage with the milk and Who Killed Billie Jean…(Someone)? also re-mastered.
         ….Checking later online it was of course Billy Joe who had been killed. Bobby Gentry hailing from Chickasaw County, Mississippi (circa 1967), the disk-jockeys back then never failed to mention.

         Some of the take-offs, the tributes really top notch you have to hand it to them, you could swear originals—when the temptation to over-produced orchestration was declined.

NB. Emily Dickinson

I’m Nobody! Who are you?

Are you – Nobody – too?

Then there’s a pair of us!

Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody!

How public – like a Frog – 

To tell one’s name – the livelong June – 

To an admiring Bog!