I forget who turned me onto Panther Coffee, but since it was only a few blocks from the studio, I headed on over to the Wynwood Arts District for a cuppa.
Even after I downed the best cappuccino I have ever had in my life, I had time to kill, so I wandered around with my camera.
I can now say with some authority, "Panther Coffee is 'all that'"
Poor Teddy, staked out like a butterfly.
Yes, when I think "shoes," I picture the ancient gods of South America weighing my living heart against a beetle.
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