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Which brings another question. Do you really see Grayson's main shipyard and Fleetbase having an establishment like Birdies? Anyplace else, sure... but Grayson?
Someplace in Obligated Service, or the other story with the same characters, there is a more acceptable "name" for the establishment, and only those "in the know" refer to it as Birdies'. It may be one of those places with "respectable" dining in the front, beer, poker and strippers in the back.
From Obligated Service:“Nonsense.” The dowager lady steadholder held up a hand. “Those two young women have passed on. It isn't right to sully the names of the dead.” She pinched her lips and gave lie to the fine words. “Any way, the last formal documents we have in their names call them artisans. It would be near impossible now to find evidence that they did or did not engage in the work willingly or of their own accord without their head-of-household's approval. The authorization to work outside the home, which I had checked, quite clearly states that they have positions as wait staff at an entirely different venue, The Gym, I believe.”
The second wife's crimson blush revealed that she somehow knew different. Claire wondered who had told her.
Claire shook her head, “It's the same venue, Madam Steadholder. It's much like bars called The Library situated outside colleges. The Blackbird Gymnasium. The customers call it Birdies among themselves and ‘The Gym' to their wives, I understand.
Yeah, I get it, but we're talking about Grayson, a planet with a navy who has chaplains as part of the command structure, and an "ingrained" sense of propriety towards women. It's existence at Grayson's primary shipyard just seems incongruous and implausible, irrespective of the subterfuge concealing it's existence.[/quote]
IIRC one of the biggest strip clubs in the state of Virginia was about half a mile from Liberty University. It's the same for the University of Tulsa and Oral Roberts University. Also how many televangelists got caught between the sheets with someone other than the wife over the years.