Reading this book from the comfort of a space I currently rent without fear of losing said shelter makes me cringe at my own privilege. Not in a way that forces me to ignore, justify, or reframe it. Privilege and power are worth confronting to see what they actually are accomplishing and how that can be challenged or undone. In any case, the housing crisis in the US, and particularly and painfully in Milwaukee in this award-winning account, is a phenomenon reflective of larger compounding social factors: poverty, racism, the criminal justice system, stagnant wages, gutted public infrastructure, and so much more. I feel both deeply moved and angered by this account, and simultaneously, question my own complacency. We should never take our housing for granted because so many Americans live in precarious arrangements, in which one missed month could lock them out of a house with a 20-year-long eviction record stamped on their credit report. In this climate, our political priorities seem monstrously off.