Inside the high-security housing unit of the Metropolitan Correctional Center in lower Manhattan, the silence was broken only by the distant hum of industrial ventilation and the rhythmic clinking of correctional keys along the steel catwalk. Daniel Sterling sat on the edge of a thin vinyl mattress in an eight-by-ten-foot cinderblock cell, staring at his bare feet resting against the cold concrete floor. The institutional orange uniform was stiff and…
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