You boy, wait a minute. Gimmie some money to tell you your fortune, they muttered one by one. I don't say anything to the two Cuban girls dressed in flower patterns. They usually walk through PoduRoș Park. You will, Victore, laughs the one with big wide eyes. I stop all of a sudden. Then they insist on telling me all sorts of lucky tricks. I don't turn around to face them, but I say with a heavy pitched and guttural voice, talking in a
Rromaleso-Latin Ego sum dominus satanae. Poor girls ran away very fast. Even now they start whispering when they see me around.
(Translated by Ioana Oacheșu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 September 2021, the group has 7.150 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. 
