In this world, but I don't belong to it. If it weren't for love, I'd be afraid of life. Always in too many words. I've lived my life as in a maidan, watching from the sidelines and participating sporadically. I pointed out the absolute by rummaging through life's pockets, happy, often tormented by fate, but always just. Never looking for an alibi, but for meaning. I've had my funeral songs sung several times while alive, so I must have done something remarkable. Stay human, love and forgive. Tell a nice story about me.
(Translated by Andreea-Iulia Ciucă / 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. 
