As grumpy as a band-aid yanked off his hairy chest, the man sat down,with the creak of his 78 kilos of grossness, on a chair at a table in semi-darkness. At the far end of the table the tiny mouth of a woman who could easily pass for a child from the Jewish ghettos.Victim and executioner at the same table, after years of denial, oblivion and pain IV's. He thought she was a new conquest, a young girl falling into his irresistible predatory trap. Except that the cyanide was bubbling up in the foaming pint.
(Translated by Raluca Ioana Crucerescu / 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 June 2023, the group has 11,430 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, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
