They lost, ha. I ate Belgian French fries, I drank a trippel, maybe two and my blood sugar has inexplicably risen. I thought you're Sicilian, he's mumbling towards the computer screen. Well, that's my origin. You know, back to Sicily, he is frowning at me, there are many Romanians, they climb on balconies and steal from houses. Yeah, there was something else, I'm frowning back, how was it called, Mafia. Anyway, he is making a silly face, I don't get vaccinated so that the superpowers of the world won't control me. Ha, I am grinning, repeat to me: I'm free. What bloody year are we in?
(Translated by Ana Spînu / 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. 
