I spent a morning this week painting an empty store near my house with some neighbours. It was our payment for a month’s rent — not for us, but for two temporary pop-up storefronts. That’s right — we were volunteering so someone else can make money. Our payment, we hope, will be the cure for our main street’s desolation — and an adventure. Let me explain: I live at the east end of Danforth Ave. where the Greek restaurants have long fizzled into thrift shops and empty stores. Real estate agents have called this a “neighbourhood in transition” for decades now. And we have made changes — a bustling farmers’ market, an annual craft fair, one of those resurrected pumpkin walks. If you were around last Thursday, you would have seen our park exploding with people and ponies and bouncy castles and face painters for Harvest Fest. But, the problem of the empty storefronts remain.