God, it's so hot. I was sweating like a sow. This sun, damn it, could notdrag a cloudon him. And this sand, it's so hot that my feetare dancing. Oh, I wish it would rain for a week straight, that fot that bastard'sbusiness would go to hell. Well, come on, let me take you out into the world. That Florica donkey has no business. She sits like a madwoman in the shade, on the terrace, and pours beer into him, and I sit like a fool and work with the seaside coming out of my nose. Come and eat a corn, people. Put a corn in your mouth, say you're eating steak.
(Translated by Medeea Alexandra Stan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 August 2022, the group has 9,000 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. 
