I hate London, clean, with a passion, like the allergic hates ambrosia. I ended up there dragged by my mother, forcibly separated from Pharaoh, Parsnip, Jail and Big Boss. My mother wanted me to be somebody. I understood her. I became a lawyer, got married and gave her a grandson. But what good would that do? When it's time to meet your maker, you go. They call me Devil, I'm a clan lawyer, the most respected member. I'm back with the boys, they know how to live the real life. My son's in law school now. He's gonna be somebody, the same somebody I am.
(Translated by Lorina Xiaoyu Hou / 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 August 2021, the group has 7.000 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
