I am enjoying my ristretto on a terrace in the Italian capital. Two pure-blooded Italians are doing the same at another table. Olive complexion, three-day stubble, dark glasses, impeccable teeth. They invite me to their table. Then to a hotel room. Their sweet Italian is irresistible. I'm devoured by their passion, that I only knew from the movies. In the morning, before they leave, they kiss me on the cheeks, on the forehead, on each breast. I find a note on the bedside table: We're waiting for you anytime in Vaslui.
(Translated by Andreea-Iulia Ciucă / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited 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 December 2022, the group has 9,880 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. 
