Saturday, June 4, 2011

Where Prisoners Can Do Anything, Except Leave

by Simon Romero

PORLAMAR, Venezuela — On the outside, the San Antonio prison on Margarita Island looks like any other Venezuelan penitentiary. Soldiers in green fatigues stand at its gates. Sharpshooters squint from watchtowers. Guards cast menacing glances at visitors before searching them at the entrance.

The children of some inmates swim in one of the prison's four pools. Prisoners say they financed the amenities on their own.

A bodyguard for the prisoners' leader, in a photo provided by an inmate. “I've seen some guns in here that I've never seen before,” said one of the inmates.

But once inside, the prison for more than 2,000 Venezuelans and foreigners held largely for drug trafficking looks more like a Hugh Hefner-inspired fleshpot than a stockade for toughened smugglers.

Bikini-clad female visitors frolic under the Caribbean sun in an outdoor pool. Marijuana smoke flavors the air. Reggaetón booms from a club filled with grinding couples. Paintings of the Playboy logo adorn the pool hall. Inmates and their guests jostle to place bets at the prison’s raucous cockfighting arena.

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