I got out of prison on a Friday, and the next day we've all gathered at Sinaia, in our boss' apartment. In the evening, Firiceanu, Popel and I went out for cigarettes. We saw it two meters away, with its snout in a trashcan. Popel pissed his pants, Firiceanu turned white as a sheet and I froze like an icicle. When it stood on two legs, we started running faster than Usain Bolt. Popel was too slow. The bear disappeared into the woods with what remained of him. Did he have any savings? I head Firiceanu.
Andra Toropoc
On my new girlfriend's birthday I offered to pick her up from work and that's when I found out she was working at the Institute of Forensic Medicine. I had a huge lump in my throat, but I showed off so I wouldn't look like a loser, because her colleagues were all buzzing around her. Cautious, I hadn't shaken hands with any of them. Then, my girlfriend treated us with a seasonal dessert which she took out from behind a metallic door. All I remember is how the room turned into a roller-coaster after I saw a pale leg with a tag on its toe sitting next to the box of waffles.
Sanda Burță
Every time He was upset, the Lord started putting together something up there in the sky. He patched the mosquito nets at the windows, He greased the hinges on the gate, He fixed a wheel on Ilie's chariot, this kind of stuff. When He was about to go in the house, He felt the blood rushing to His head again. Pafnuti, He thundered, didn't I tell you to fill up this hole in the ground? They're staring at us from downstairs. On his knees, with a trowel in his hand, he was preparing to start working, when he saw him. He was even more upset than Him. He widened the hole, turned the trowel into a cone and came down near the child.
(Translated by Raluca Sălcianu /University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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