When I turned out from Stansted Airport, close London, on the night of 21 September 2010, my grinning little girl Syazana was at that point there to welcome me. From that point, we boarded a train to Liverpool Station and after that took a transport to Notting Hill Gate, contacting her loft at Cheniston Gardens, in the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, near 1:00 a.m.
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