I'm writing to you today, even though I Don't Know Who You Are. In Your World you are just a Wanderer. Santa Baby, The Sale On Dreams has reopened. I Love You and, If You Want To Take Me, I'm at The Pub on the roadside in Casablanca. You Used To Love Me when I was Your Bride, and even now You Smell Of Love, even though you found out that My Mother Is A Florist. Where Are You? Have you fled from heaven or are you still among the Angels? Yes, you're just a Good-For-Nothing, but I'm Addicted To The Emotions I feel when I hear you sing Damdiridam. Kisses from Loredana.

(Translated by Andreea-Simona Trufin / 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 almost daily. 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.

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