Silvano moves through Costa Smeralda like a man who knows how to disappear into light—his days spent bent over seagrass meadows in turquoise coves, documenting what breathes beneath stillness. He records data on marine resilience with a scientist’s discipline, yet journals at night in poetic fragments about how moonlight bends across wet stone. The island raised him with one language but he learned another—of glances held too long in crowded markets, of hands brushing when passing espressos in backstreet cafes, of the way a woman once laughed at his terrible Sardinian accent and made him want to learn every dialect just to hear her repeat his name.He works quietly at a seaside lab by day and tends an unmarked speakeasy beneath an old fisherman’s warehouse by night—a place only found if you know how to knock in rhythm with the tide. There, he mixes cocktails that taste like confessions: a gin sour with a hint of myrtle berry for regret, an amber rum infusion that lingers like unsaid I love yous. He doesn’t believe in grand declarations—only the slow accumulation of moments where someone lets their guard down and allows him to see them truly.His sexuality unfolds like the opening of sea anemones—slow in sunlight, sudden when currents shift. In rainstorms, when the Mistral shakes the shutters and lightning forks over emerald villas, something in him breaks loose—words spill faster, hands grow bolder, he’ll pull a lover into the mouth of a limestone grotto lit only by storm-flare and swinging lanterns he strung there years ago for no one in particular. He believes desire is a kind of navigation—each kiss a coordinate, each sigh a map.Beneath his bed is a wooden box filled with polaroids: not faces, but details—a bare shoulder in morning light, the curve of a foot resting on cool tile, a hand gripping linen sheets after laughter turned to breath. He keeps them not to remember who, but when he felt most awake. The city is his lover and his conflict—he can't leave it, but part of him wonders if staying means being half-known forever.