Macario and I take public transportation back to the hotel. I think out loud to Macario. “Bus is like the hotel. For the people.”

Macario nods. “Sorry about the car, Felix.”

I shrug. “Forget it.” I continue my thinking. “You know this eminent domain? Got sides to it.”

“Yeah,” Macario agrees.

“City can use the power to take away anything for the public good, but who can say what is the public good? More like political good.”

“Public good in our case would be to house the poor and elderly after working all their lives.”

“Makes sense to me.”

“The city has to be made responsible for public housing.” Macario’s pounding on his knee, practicing his speech. “They can use eminent domain to obtain our property, but they’ve got to use it for low-cost housing for the people. That’s what we’re trying to argue.”