Cut, cut, cut. Who the fuck brought this asshole here? Mimișor, you did the casting? I think so, since you are such a whore and he's so equipped. Give me the megaphone. You, peasant boy, have you ever heard of prelude? You don't do that in your village? Even when you take the cow to the bull, he hangs around her, he sniffs her, he stabs her with his horns, he doesn't just stick it all at once, like a bull. Why do you rush like that? Roll her in the hay, hang around her with a flower, stick your tongue into her ear. Enough already, boys, gather everything, cause rain is coming.
(Translated by Anca Cristina Ilie / 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 October 2021, the group has 7.275 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. 
