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If you're reading this blog, then I assume you have got to be open-minded, not to mention getting a kick out of some of these photos. Jailhouse flicks are the funniest. LOL.

I'll tell you about myself, but first let me address the pink elephant in the room. Contrary to the truth about most guys in prison, I'm not looking for money to sell dreams or play games. Truth is, I'm a lifer 2x over, and it's just boring as hell in here (WI prison system). I'm just looking to get some outside conversations and focus on prison advocacy. Plus, political issues going on in this state. WI prisoners are largely out of touch with such issues, so intellectual conversations are rare here.

With that being said, I'm originally from Tennessee, but I've also lived in Illinois, Wisconsin, and Wyoming. I enjoy reading, country music (yeah, I like country music, LOL), cooking, eating (and eating again, LOL), learning new things, paralegal work and research, R&B music, chess, ping pong, and origami. I'm single but I have a teenage son, and I've never married. I'm 34 years old.

One day, I hope to meet a woman whom will be a stalker, constantly checking on me, asking me who have I been writing or visiting, and always naggin' me. Naw, I'm just kidding. LOL. It would be nice to have a special woman in my life to visit and write to, call on the phone, etc. I like women who are not scared to be themselves and just know how to be real. Age, race, or shoe size (LOL) makes no difference because I want something beyond the surface. It would be nice to meet my intellectual female half.

So look, there's this ancient practice in which people used a pen or pencil to write full words on paper that was sent through the mail. It's called writing a letter. LOL. And I'd love to get one from you.

Myron E. Edwards #258315
Wisconsin Secure Program Facility
P.O. Box 9900
Boscobel, WI 53805

[Colored photo of the author. He looks like a bald young man with a beard growing in. He is sitting in front of a winter mural.]

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