I am a fool, the second day I swore about drinking, I was here, with a shot in front of me, counting chairs feet. A guy in a Nike suit and tells me to go outside because God call me. Are you kidding me, I take a look on the window, God sitting on the curb. Oh, shoot me one, is he smoking slims? I go out. It was a straw. Live. Dorele, it's bad, he told me. I had repaired everything he could, what the hell. Get your tools. We need to isolate the sky, draw current, he says. That's when I found out I had broken everything. Well, let's go.
(Translated by Laura-Elena Dobrin / 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. 
