No-Man's Land

The J Street/Southern Pacific railroad crossing in Midtown Sacramento, across from Old Spaghetti Factory, is a kind of no-man's land, owned by no neighborhood business. You can meet all the neighborhood bums in this neutral zone. Yesterday, a photographer, a woman holding a reflective mirror-like surface, and a fashion model dressed in retro-40's clothes, and made-up to the nth degree were carefully posing in the zone, next to the rail crossing gate. Like I said, all the neighborhood bums. I wonder what publication I'll see her appear in in the future?