Located between an institutional place and a reference point of the crowd, as in a surreal tale, is the corner of lived freedom.
The beach of Capocotta, with its 45 hectares of dunes, once welcomed the hidden Rome, that of unspeakable appointments, and that of those who love the sun on the skin. All over the skin, of course, without veils. Gays and nudists gave the “go” to the rediscovery of a tract of coast in the name of the rejection of conventions. It matters little if we are a stone's throw from the Castelporziano estate, official residence of the President of the Republic, and just a step away from the overwhelming crowd of Ostia's summer.
If today the dunes are a cause for environmental concerns, amid threats of erosion and the eternal nightmare of building speculation, they continue to be a symbol of alternative life. Loved by Pasolini and Fellini, up to singers like Rino Gaetano: the beach is a well-known popular icon, but at the same time, in the right periods, an almost peaceful refuge, to breathe the air of the Mediterranean just outside the chaos of the capital.
Because in the end the setting of the films or the unusual environment, the background of adventures and escapes, is nothing more than the triumph of nature, the fruit of the work of wind and sea, the sign of the meeting place between foam and the sand, among the bushes and the waves, to reaffirm that magic is always around the corner, waiting to be discovered.