My parent were simple people, they didnt have possibility to give me to high schools. My hose had one or too floors. Than, I went to a theoretically high school. I got into college, but I didnt use it, wasnt lucky. Butt I met Maricica, whom I married she. Were not odd couple, Ive to say, but were ordinary. Which is strange because of the surprise factor, placed in a context of intrinsic relativity, a prioric illusory, teleologically speaking.
(Translated by Lorina Xiaoyu Hou / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 January 2022, the group has 7.830 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. 
