Real Fiction / Gheorghiță Mircea, translated by Lenuța Bejenaru: Turn on the Light

I went out for a walk. Walking aimlessly down Scarlet Street I saw her, the Woman in the Window, an ad I would have forgotten if I hadn’t met her in front of the window, the same one; a broken heel set it all off. We started to go out, she didn’t mind my toad face and shabby bourgeois air. We got married. In the evenings we would go out to the Cinematheque with her brother, a gas plumber. She was …