A very small village with seven residents. It is Tubione, part of the municipality of Sante Marie, very probably, one of the less populous hamlets of the Peninsula. Until the years immediately after the war it housed about a hundred people.Today there are 5 – 6 houses, a small street, a church with a bell tower that cannot be more sober.a micro reality that seems to come from the pastel drawing of a child. A reality that seems unlikely in a millennium dominated by traffic and chaos.
Only in summer, with the arrival of some local Roman, the village is populated by voices and the sound of some cars breaks the silence. This tiny sketch of houses becomes, for those coming from the big city, a little paradise. But in winter, Tubione closes in its cocoon and, when there is fog, the shapes of the few houses, give the impression of being inside a fairy tale or a comic.
