Value City Idra Novey Under the marked-down dresses, we conjured trips to Oslo. Also to Lima. Mel says the game was my idea, hiding behind hundreds of hems, inventing trips to cities we knew only as pleasing arrangements of letters, places we’d likely never see. Mel says it’s how she remembers me: cross-legged, knotting lengths of licorice, traveling the planet under racks of final sales.   A rhinestone belt fell on my head once, she says, and I kept on talking about Alaska, the claws of King Crabs we’d crack open and taste the arctic, find out what we were missing [...]