ST KILDA PROSTITUTE BRUTALLY MURDERED – Tuesday July 23 2013

– Tracy Connelly had walked St Kilda’s red light district for at least a decade and knew her work was dangerous. In 2005, her minder was run over by a man who was angry that she refused to get in his car, Ms Connelly once told a court.
She tried to survive without sex work, but needed the money.
On Sunday, Ms Connelly was murdered in the van she had lived in with her boyfriend. It had been parked in Greeves Street across from St Kilda Gatehouse – a safe haven for sex workers.
Homicide detectives have cleared the boyfriend over the murder and are investigating if a client was responsible.
Ms Connelly, 40, had lived in the van for the past month and had probably been murdered in daylight, Detective Inspector John Potter said. He said she was found by her traumatised boyfriend and had suffered a violent death.
Police will review CCTV footage of the area and complete an autopsy to determine the cause of death in coming days. Police cordoned off an area outside a nearby apartment block on Inkerman Street on Monday as there was blood found on the footpath.
The van, a white Ford Econovan, was unlocked, with no signs of forced entry. Ms Connelly had used the name Kelly when she worked.
“It’s possible that whoever approached her did so in some sort of professional status or was known to her,” Inspector Potter said.
St Kilda Gatehouse chief executive officer Sally Tonkin said that Ms Connelly was well-known and valued for the friendship she provided to other workers.
“She will be so missed in this community because she was very caring and loving,” Ms Tonkin said.
Ms Connelly had been charged several times for street sex work.
St Kilda Legal Service lawyer Vanda Hamilton said an unintended consequence of a police crackdown on street sex work clients could mean only those not concerned with being caught still crawled the red light district. These risk-taking clients could be more likely to be violent, she said.
Sue White, who is the general manager of the Inner South Community a Health Service, said legalising street sex work was the only way to ensure workers were safe.
“Because it’s illegal the work gets driven underground where there’s less of a police presence, poor lighting, and it’s certainly not getting better,” Ms White said.
The County Court heard in 2007 Ms Connelly had been robbed and assaulted during her work. She was appearing as a witness in a trial involving a prospective client who had allegedly run over her minder when he tried to stand up for Ms Connelly – Niño Bucci & Jared Lynch

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