I know nothing about this fellow in the fez. It's a photo that's been in the bin at the antique store for a long time. I often come upon it, laugh, then put it back. This last time I figured it was fate. If nobody else had wanted him it was obvious I was going to finally be the sucker to take him home.
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Every time I look at this photo, even now that I own it, I always think he's wearing one of those hornrim glasses with the fake nose and mustache attached. He isn't. That's all him, but it catches me every time.
As to the clutter that surrounds him? I haven't a clue. I'm sure someday someone will come along and explain all of this to me. Perhaps some shortwave equipment? He's definitely channeling something.