Lydia Tar
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—What are you doing here?
Lydia asked in a soft but stern voice. She looked at a fairly young girl who was walking somewhere wearing headphones and carrying a guitar case. Lydia wondered what this girl had forgotten here and what she was doing here. Lydia's hand held the young girl's elbow. Lydia's grip was strong enough that the girl's arm began to hurt a little.
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