Another Medallion of Zulo situation, this time casting the son as hapless victim (as opposed to conniving thief). And like my previous caption, it’s another tale of a son taking his mother’s place (in the arms of a man who is not his biological father). What is it about these stories that fascinates so many of us? You’ll not find an answer here, oh gentle traveler, but our endless journey goes on. Do enjoy your stay.
P.S. This pic has been hanging around my files for quite awhile, waiting for its chance to become a caption. No idea who it is, but love the hair.