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Sayori Aizawa is a japanese race queen born in Tokyo on 6 7 1981. Her blood type is O, and she is 170 cm tall, Sayori's body measurements being: Breast: 84 , Waist: 58 , Hips: 85.

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Full NameSayori Aizawa
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Country CodeJP
City / StateTokyo
Birth Datey: [1981] m: [7] d: [6]
Blood TypeO
Height (cm)729
Measurements (cm)B: [84] W: [58] H: [85]

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ed it without reservation. I thought myself the happiest woman that ever lived. What changed, dearest Aimee', was a discovery that started with Vis and ended with a tragedy. The tragedy was not something unusual or dramatic, except perhaps to my story. Myr died. In the most simple of ways, too. We were picking apples in the city orchard, doing our duty to ourselves and our city, when fell from a branch and broke 's leg. The leg never healed; indeed, it grew worse. Something within 's grew out, burst in pain. Finally, slipped into that merciful sleep where the embattled go to escape the pain, and never returned. died within a month. Bethsany wiped a tear from 's eyes as the girl named Brandy wrapped her arms around her. "I am sorry, Momma," the young girl said, kissing Bethsany's face. Bethsany reached back and hugged her. "I will be find, Brandy," said softly. "It is an ancient tragedy. I know, that makes it no less tragic, but the wounds of it have healed and now I face a world with less fear. But perhaps with less love." "Bethsany?" Aimee's face was stained with slight tears, like the old matron's. "How did you come to le