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Right on cue, there's no room at the inn: the previously identified single female possum, complete with its young one still hidden in her pouch, still occupies the penthouse on the power pole, while the newcomer of yet unknown gender has moved into the penthouse under the tree.
If he turns out to be male and joins the single female, we can turn the whole thing into the nativity story just in time for Christmas. I'm a bit short on gold, frankincense and myrrh, but I can offer lots of bananas, pears and apples. Let's hope they give me a good review on Tripadvisor.
