You can't handle the truth, she comes on strong, in Nicholson's style, as soon as I enter the door.
I feel the need, the need for speed, she whispers tenderly à la Top Gun, taking my shirt off. I replied, like in Taxi:
Are you talkin' to me? My precious, she continued in the same way,
may the force be with you, and so she breaks through my walls. But I want it, too. Just like Forrest said:
life is a box of chocolate, you never know what you're going to get. After one hour into Basic Instinct, I'm shouting like Jack on the Titanic:
I'm the King of the world. 1.200 rotations per minute. I fixed it. The washing machine. I throw the socks in and
hasta la vista, baby.(Translated by Mihaela Dumitrescu / 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.
