Every time I watch this video, I feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. The scene features JD, myself, and Big Daddy Kane, and I remember the nerves that crept up on me as the cameras started rolling. But as the scene played out, I found myself lost in the moment, fully embodying my character and delivering my lines with ease. It was an incredible experience to be working with a hip-hop legend like Big Daddy Kane, and I will always be grateful for that opportunity. The energy on set was palpable, and the environment that Eddy provided was nothing short of spectacular. As we filmed the scene, the streets of West Village were buzzing with activity, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was part of something special. The fact that we were able to include Gizzi’s in the scene was a testament to the relationships I had built in the neighborhood over the years. Sunday Night Screenings, my short film festival at Gizzi’s, had become a staple in the community, and the owners had come to respect my work and what I was able to accomplish. In the scene, I play a character who saves Happy from a parking ticket, and the officer writing the ticket is a former star artist, Brick Nice, played by Big Daddy Kane. It was a fun and lighthearted scene, but it also showcased my acting abilities and proved that I had what it takes to be in front of the camera.

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