Place that photo: Face time

You know that thing where you can actually feel someone looking at you? I'm pretty sure that can happen with paintings. This guy has a bunch of buddies, but for some reason, it always feels like he's looking right at me, through my skull and into my afterlife. Like a super intense, way conservative grandpa.

Anywho, since this is Place That Photo, all you readers should do the damn thang and place it. First person to guess where this guy spends his weekends (and weekdays...) shall be damned on our Twitter feed. Damned I say! So feel free to leave your Twitter handle with your guess. Otherwise, we'll just damn your damn name.