August. 42 degrees in the shade. It was so hot that the bottom of my Lacoste slides stuck to the bitumen and the crocodile stuck its tongue out from thirst. I wave to a taxi, and it stops in front of me, I try getting on but my slides don't want to. Damn it, I say. I leave them there. I throw myself in the backseat greeting the AC as if I won the lottery. I see her. Next to me, dark hair, green eyes, generous cleavage. The sweat dripping off me feels like the floods from 2006. I try asking her something. She covers my mouth. Sex? she asks. Male, I reply.
(Translated by Bianca-Andreea Rîmboacă / 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 February 2023, the group has 10,500 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. 
