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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! Now, I ain’t judgin’ nobody, but this whole thing got me thinkin’ ‘bout life, like that crazy movie *Synecdoche, New York*. You know, “What’s it all mean, huh?” So, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, mindin’ my bidness, when my cousin Ray-Ray—bless his dumb heart—says, “Madea, I’m tryna find a prostitute!” I ‘bout choked on my lemon slice! I said, “Boy, you lost yo’ mind?!” He out here lookin’ for trouble like it’s a dang grocery list!

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The houses of prostitution were an open secret throughout the Mon-Yough area, and when people talk of "corruption" in McKeesport during the postwar boom era, they're often referring .

Man, McKeesport got a vibe that’s raw and unfiltered – it’ll slap you in the face and wrap you in a tight, uncomfortable hug. Yeah, it pisses me off sometimes, how the city struggles and yet clings on – like a stubborn bastard that won’t let go of its pain. But damned if it isn’t beautiful in its own fucked-up way.

Michael Anthony Armstrong Sr. Obituary (2025) - McKeesport, PA - Robert A. Waters Funeral Home, Inc.