Get out of the way, you baggage, with your filthy Dacia when you get flashes that I'm crashing into you and you'll see how you'll get kicked in the mug. Come on, roll your window down, loser, and see how it is to have millionaires spit on you. You have enough cash for a refill, jackass. Get off and kiss the rim on the right side 'cause it's worth more than your clunker. You think you're cool? No worries, I'll show you cool. Come on, throw some of those french fries from that shaorma, so he can eat something 'cause he looks like an
x-ray. Oh my God, he put on the brakes, I'll kill him. I've broken the glass shark from my mother.
(Translated by Alexandra Handrea / 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. 
