You wander over to the various branches set up for selling and see a possum sitting on one, sorting though trash and treasure alike. When you pad close to take a more in depth look, the possum stops and grins. "Yes yes, welcome! I have many things here..donated by a lion. Yes. Not stolen at all! No. Please look. Just a few beetles and this treasure too can be yours! Yes yes..." The possum seems to be missing a few teeth, and is a bit twitchy but yeah. Shes totally trustworthy. Not a thief or a liar at all. At this point you arent sure who the writer is trying to convince, you or themselves.