I had to take mine to service for the
middle-aged revision, and they gave me a basic one in return, enough to survive for a couple of days. Yes, it's all shit, bald, baldy, it has no dreams, no imagination or memories, it doesn't even start at first, until I put in about three coffees, nothing moves. What's more, it's on track, everything is in black and white, people are bad or good and that's it, and sometimes my wife is, sometimes she's not. I wanted to say something, but I forgot.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Muşetescu / 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 July 2021, the group has 6.800 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. 
