Pubdate: Sat, 25 Nov 2006
Source: New York Times (NY)
Copyright: 2006 The New York Times Company
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Author: Nicholas Confessore and Nate Schweber
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BROKEN LIVES AND VICTIMS IN SHADOW OF TAJ MAHAL

Sometimes, when troublemakers enter Papa Joe's diner on Tennessee 
Avenue, Joe Boccino glares at them until they leave. Other times, he 
pulls out his black Easton baseball bat and raps it hard -- once, 
twice, three times -- on the counter.

"You're in the middle of crack city," Mr. Boccino said yesterday at 
his restaurant, surveying this blighted corner of Atlantic City, 
where the authorities think at least some of the four women found 
dead in a drainage ditch on Monday were known and spent much of their time.

Not far from the Boardwalk, it is the kind of neighborhood where 
trouble puts its feet up. Drugs and prostitution are the main 
pursuits of those who visit here, and of those who stay.

Up the street, on Pacific Avenue, prostitutes lean against pawn shop 
windows lined with engagement rings, scouting for customers.

When they want to eat, some come to Papa Joe's. When they want to 
sleep or shower or shoot drugs, most walk around the corner to Ocean 
Avenue, a blocklong stretch between Pacific Avenue and the Boardwalk 
where crumbling homes and dilapidated boarding houses languish in the 
shadow of the nearby Trump Taj Mahal.

"These people have nowhere to stay. They just crash where they can," 
Mr. Boccino said. "But they're pretty good people. They're like family."

By yesterday, though, fear and a sense of resignation had settled in.

Kim Raffo, 35, from the Canarsie area of Brooklyn, was part of that 
family and was the first of the four murder victims identified.

Yesterday the authorities announced that they had identified a second 
victim, Tracy Ann Roberts, 23, whose last known address was on 
Tennessee Avenue. They said both she and Ms. Raffo had had 
prostitution arrests.

The Atlantic County prosecutor, Jeffrey S. Blitz, said a task force 
of almost two dozen investigators from the F.B.I., the state police 
and local agencies had been brought in to compare photographs, DNA 
samples and markings on some of the bodies.

Earlier, some of the regulars along Ocean Avenue said they feared the 
body of a woman with a butterfly tattoo, found wrapped in a red 
hooded sweatshirt, was that of Ms. Roberts, whom they described as a 
young, blond and boisterous Philadelphia native.

"I used to let her stay in my apartment, and I remember her sleeping 
18 hours because she was so tired from ripping and running," said 
Charles Coles, 40, who said he works in construction. He said 
detectives had shown him photographs that he recognized as being Ms. Roberts.

Mr. Coles said he last saw Ms. Roberts on Oct. 27 outside the Sands 
casino, where she told him that she had recently been hospitalized 
after a man assaulted her and hurt her throat.

His sister, Shakira Coles, said Ms. Roberts had family in Georgia and 
had spent time there herself. Ms. Coles said she had a "country 
accent" despite being from Philadelphia.

Jannette Brown, 47, said that the first and last times she ever saw 
Ms. Roberts she was asking for crack cocaine. Ms. Roberts had been a 
dancer at a strip club on Pacific Avenue called The Playground, she 
said, until her addiction began affecting her looks and she turned to 
prostitution.

Ms. Brown, who was a prostitute herself until last year, said Ms. 
Roberts had left a child in Philadelphia but wanted to quell her 
addiction, leave prostitution and go back to being a mother.

" 'I can't do it; how did you do it?' " Ms. Brown said she had asked her.

Mr. Coles and other neighborhood residents also said they believed 
another victim to be a woman they knew, a timid Boston native with a 
daughter she never saw and a vicious crack habit she could never 
quite break. She slept on friends' couches, they said, and every day 
slathered makeup over her acne so strangers would pay her for sex. In 
recent days, they said, the police had been asking about her.

"Fifteen dollars was a good date for her, isn't that sad?" said Ms. 
Brown, 47, who knew both her and Ms. Raffo.

Ms. Brown said that she had once taken the Boston woman with her to 
perform oral sex on a customer in a parked van for $50 each. 
"Afterward she said, 'Oh my god, that was the easiest money I've ever 
made in my life,' " Ms. Brown said.

For many of the prostitutes who live on or near Ocean Avenue, 
addiction leashes their bodies twice over -- to the drugs, and to the 
place where they can be most quickly found.

It is rare for them to accompany customers to the motels on the Black 
Horse Pike, where the bodies were found, Ms. Brown said, because it 
is too far from their dealers.

Instead, they do their work in a nearby alley where old syringes and 
glass pipes crack underfoot, or in a vacant lot off Ocean Avenue, 
where a hand-painted sign urges, "Repent to Jesus."

"Every penny they got they bought either heroin or cocaine," Ms. 
Brown said. "They would not even buy a roof for a night because that 
would take away from their drug money."

Most people on Ocean Avenue are just passing through. The lucky ones 
work in the casinos. The rest whip back and forth between odd jobs 
like waitressing and less savory ones like prostitution.

Dee Roman, 31, who lives above Papa Joe's, said she saw vials and 
bags of crack on the street "all the time." She added, "You can't get 
away from that stuff."

Ms. Brown said she feared that another of the victims was the 
daughter of a friend who had used crack since she was 17 and later 
began using heroin.

The woman worked a strip of Pacific Avenue known as "The Track," as 
did the Boston woman, Ms. Brown said.

She said she had last seen her friend's daughter this month wearing a 
denim miniskirt, a bra and a mesh blouse, an outfit that matches a 
police description of one of the victims.

"I remember telling her, 'It's not summertime,' " so take off the 
miniskirt, Ms. Brown said.

The police would not comment yesterday on the unidentified victims.

The police have been showing a computer-generated composite picture 
of one woman, and Mr. Boccino said they had been asking people about 
the Boston woman, whom he nicknamed "Christmas Tree" because of her height.

She would come in for breakfast around 2 a.m., he said, ordering a 
sausage, egg and cheese sandwich on a bagel with an orange soda 
before working the streets, ignoring his pleas for her to get clean.

"She just got her sandwich and said, 'I'll see you later, Papa Joe,' " he said. 
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