And of course this tribe does not hunt for trophies but merely collects them. After all, collecting is a more meditative activity, whereas hunting could never happen without adrenaline-driven activism. Generally we can assume that collecting trophies is a life-enriching and life-preserving

activity - in various respects. Whereas the hunter’s concentration is single-mindedly fixed on a particular goal, which he can only achieve while switching off all his other senses, the col-lector will turn towards his environment with curiosity and interest, since he works on the premiss that

that the way is the goal. In the best pluralistic sense everything and anything can be discovered, true to the maxim that if you are not looking for anything in particular you will find everything. The chasseur sportif however, who almost everywhere is an outdoor fanatic, cannot exist without

the intention to kill. And while one hunter is still cutting up a majestic stag, his sporty colleague is squeezing his opponent until you can hear the bones crunch. Slipping Achilles tendons, splintering bones, discs and joints being used up by the ton... no wonder that sports medicine is

not very fond of the contemplative collector - without the hunters a whole profession would slip out of existence. The PIPS Trophy Box offers the opportunity, in a healthy way, to join the tribe of collectors. The loot box, containing stolen goods, gold medals & a triumphal arch, is guaranteed to

prevent conflict with the law, protecting and preserving Achilles tendons, bones and cartilages. And after the triumphant journey of discovery through all three boxes, I doubt very much that anyone would still thirst for victories, battles and conquests.