I lived in Texas for many years, a State which holds the first position for executions amongst the democratic nations of the Western World. The letters and interviews that those sentenced to death have written or answered in the prison of Huntsville death row have inspired my pictures. After a wait that lasts an avarage time of ten years and eightyseven days, the prisoners are executed. They live all this time alone, in touch with the world only throught a small radio. They are not always and unquestionably guilty. My pictures are the result of their words; I shot them thinking at those who are left, keeping mind their families, at the cruelty that often reveals the crime, or the absence of cruelty in other circumstances. I ask myself: which are the reasons that in the XXI Century can justify such an arcaic practice as letal execution?