It's 7 AM, I am shivering in the Sartre station. I see the 504 arriving, I hop on, filthy as always. End of the line, I take whatever seat I want. 30 minutes later, I'm in Anagnina. I feel at home, stands, Romanians, filth. I go down into the subway and some girl hands me a flyer, I shove her hand away and move on. I stick the card in the terminal, but the doors won't open. I punch the fucker and try another. A policeman with a machine gun sees me and mutters something. I tell him
non parlare italiano and move on.
(Translated by Diana Mîndruţă-Tănăsescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In June 2021, the group has 6.650 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
