Pride of place goes to a photograph of Reginald in a Texas-themed frame, his gold-rimmed glasses resting on the table beside it.Reginald Blanton was convicted of murdering his friend, 22-year-old Carlos Garza, on 9 April 2000 at Garza's apartment.Once a prisoner’s information makes it online, interested parties pick potential partners as they would on any other matching site.
“Correspondence with a stranger can give them something to look forward to and help their morale.” Yet his site and those similar to it feature inmate profiles as inviting as any on Ok Cupid.
Posing in spruced-up versions of their prison uniforms, prisoners use these sites to sell themselves to potential pen pals and describe the types of people they want to meet.
One compelling prospect, Israel Cosme, age 30, displays his perfectly toned chest to visitors of telling all takers, “I love to laugh and have been told I have a great sense of humor.” Precious Johnson in her profile on the same site cracks a cute smile above the message: “I am looking for a nice, patient, funny, and understanding man for a genuine friendship that could possibly lead to more.” Few prisoners in the United States have Internet access; therefore, for the incarcerated to make that special connection online, someone on the outside must get them started. With fees in the range of -75, prisoner dating sites charge willing friends to list an inmate’s vital statistics on the web — or the company can mail the necessary forms to the wannabe lover behind bars who then mails them in.
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We clicked on a platonic level; he quickly became my best friend. My best friend then admitted that he had been in love with me since the day we met. The final breaking point arrived two years into our relationship. Here I am walking around with this guy’s name tattooed on my wrist and his “street” name on my ring finger, and our relationship was a lie. She writers from her own experience as an independent woman exposed to the world of modern-day dating.