High in the north, where the mountains are high and the rivers are deep, lived Albin.
As all beings of the scarce race of the Albinohirsche it was his highest joy to collect and pile beautiful things.
And on the vast hauls through his home land he did find the most amazing booties.
But how sad he was, when his bags where again not big enough, too orderless or simply not handy to take all his treasures.
What he needed was a perfect booty pouch.
It should be of pleasant appearance. Besides it should be robust, practical, spacious but also lucid and with many pockets for his precious belongings.
But as such a pouch high in the north, where he was living, was simply not available, he made his way to Berlin.
Here he could find everything he needed for his bags and could finally manufacture the booty pouches of his dreams.