East Rand
East Rand is like a bad neighbourhood that smells and is full of liars who try to rip you off.
I went to East Rand to buy some snacks. The shopkeeper said they were cheap. They weren't.
My friend got locked out of his car in East Rand. The guy said he'd help. He stole his keys.
I had to pay double for a taxi ride because the driver thought I was a tourist.