And now, Henry Hargreeves has provided us with a link to the minds of America's most lethal serial killers...by photographing the requests of their last suppers. By providing us with a tangible and relatable peephole into the last wishes of a condemned man, Hargreeves has forced us all to acknowledge our ability to identify with murderers and rapists.
The meals range from huge mounds of deep fried comfort food to more eccentric requests (One man requested merely a single pitted olive) which you cant view without feeling their is a sinister message being conveyed through their final act.
My friends and I used to play the Death Row Last Supper game all the time. I always felt it was a good way to really get to know somebody, as their last wishes and behaviour tell you a lot about that person. My fantasy was to have my primary school team of Dinner ladies flown out to cook the Roast Dinner and Syrup Sponge and Custard that will be engraved in my memory until the day I die. Unfortunately, the American Prisons don't tend to go to such distances to satisfy the wishes of a man that will be dead the following morning, and in all honesty I really don't think I could stomach anything the night before I die. Maybe Seafood, like the kind you get by the sea on holidays, complete with big tomatoes and frites. Who knows. Whatever I choose, as long as it my final meal ends with Syrup Sponge and Custard, I will die a sufficiently satisfied girl.
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