won%27t you be my neighbor

Don Jazzy reacts to Linda Ikeji's Pregnancy

So now imagine that in a few months, I will look down at a baby, and it won't be a neighbor's child, a friend's child, a sister's child, but my own child, my own flesh and blood, carried in my womb. My own son. It's surreal.
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