This project documents my after dark explorations of a few villages along the coast of Sardinia, small resort towns where, more than in any other place I've been in Italy, I had the perception of a lack of roots. In many Italian towns you can feel centuries of history watching you from the walls; in others there is a strong identity (sometimes negative) given by the urban planning – or lack thereof. Here it seems to me both are missing, but the consequent anonymity makes these places paradoxically fascinating, because the signs of the human presence (isolated street lamps, well tended hedges, fences, cars parked in the empty streets), against the vastness of the night and of the surrounding nature, remind us how small and fragile we are.