An old lady writes to death row inmates. Not nice, comforting letters full of hope and prayers for leniency or exonerating evidence to be discovered.
This lady writes mean, nasty, awful letters full of doom and nihilism and misanthropy, as well as crimes the old woman wishes she’d been brave enough to commit when she was younger and able to.
“I wouldn’t be stupid like you—that’s why death row is full of men! Women are too smart to end up there, too clever to get caught doing capital crimes.”