Regioni d'Italia

In a classroom far from Rome, a young scholar named Isacus Haworus was asked to point at Molise on a map. He could not. Neither could anyone else. Historians still argue about whether Molise exists.

Humiliated, Isacus rose, crowned himself with a laurel from the cafeteria salad bar, and swore: "Never again shall a region go unfound."

Having no legions, he raised a website. He paid the tribute of ten espressos for a domain, and fought the DMARC barbarians at the gates of the inbox for three long nights until the codes finally got through. Veni, vidi, codici.

He now watches the classifica from his throne (a slightly wobbly IKEA chair). The top ten are made Senators. Everyone else stays Anonimo, as tradition demands.

Imperial decree: whoever finds Molise on the first try must announce it to the whole class.