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Continue ReadingFive to eight and they had only moved a few meters from their last position. Obviously they were not going to reach Kuala Lumpur International Airport by eight p.m. James’ father thumped the wheel impatiently, muttering curses under his breath. His mother said that there was nothing that they could do except wait and hope that the traffic cleared soon.
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