“My relationship to this country is so … ” Brian Keller tails off, searching for the word to describe his feelings toward the nation that has, even in the eyes of UN observers, tortured him. “Strange,” he concludes. “They’ve always treated me as something else, telling me to go back to Africa. I’m from here. My father and grandfather are Swiss.”
We are sitting in the visiting room of a small penitentiary in the canton, or state, of Zürich, Switzerland’s biggest city. It is the first time Keller has met a journalist unhandcuffed and without the division of a plexiglass screen.
