Mister Marcel, Mister Marcel, don't you have an iron hammer? To break the miner's skull? I screamed to the old lathe operator while he mentors at the time of the call of revolution. But the old music lover, the poor old man held out a plastic midget and told me, to listen to him. By moving the tin nerves, I took it in my hand and stared at him for two minutes. It was
Le blue Danube on a small cd. He said if I listen I will find my inner peace. Come on, go to hell with music. Do I feel like dancing when the old lady combs her hair?
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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 July 2022, the group has 8,750 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. 
