The truth is that I am a
good-looking guy, gifted, wealthy, women are dying for me. When I reach the traffic light with my BMW, the cars get from my way like the Red Sea in front of Moses when he picked up the wand. Hahaha, the wand, understand? What I say, BMW, chicks vacuum, nothing else, the boulevard faints when I pass like I'm Maicăl Jackson at the 96's concert, Elvis Prezly in Lasvegas, Fuiego near the Christmas tree, when his mother is not home. So, come on, what that Resolution looks like, she's such a cool babe that I can ride her as well. Ah, it isn't about riding?
(Translated by Mara-Sabina Rolea / 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. 
