No one asked him why he was sad. Hey, I'm left with small swimwear and a huge pimple on my chin, what should I do? In the usual summer fever he went with the boys to the hotels and gave the tourists flowers and kisses instead of bread and salt. He kept on dancing and that Danish girl was laughing like crazy, winked at him and look how he strode to her, pimples, raging hard-on and all. So they went to the nudist beach, got tattooed with mud, she showed him how the little mermaid poses, he popped his pimple.
(Translated by Andreea-Alexandra Șerbănescu / 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 January 2023, the group has 10,220 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. 
