My child, haven't you found another one, for God's sake? That's how you fall in love with all sorts of poor types. He didn't even have the money to put a cart on his car and socks on his socks, and you give him a lot of trouble. You couldn't find a cuter one. Grandma, you are looking for a reason to quarrel. It belongs to TiribombManelist, the one with the castle at the end of the village. Alas, grandma, how do you know how to choose only decent and beautiful children, God's bread. It can be seen that you are related to me.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Mușetescu / 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. 
