I'll die regretting not cracking this case. The old policeman dawdled in the semi-dark bar with his glass of vodka. A woman's corpse with her legs severed below the knee. A complete mystery. I told him someone must have kept those fine ankles with the red high heels shoes. He looked at me intrigued. In a basement, with windows at sidewalk level, through which hundreds of feet pass daily. He laughed. You have a rich imagination. He stopped. But how do you know about the shoes?
(Translated by Cristina Ioana Bontea / 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 June 2022, the group has 8,500 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. 
