A man of many faces, many names, and one house- a structure now registered as a site of cultural and religious heritage. His tripartite role in Operation Mincemeat broke the known limits of human duality, and his Portia in The Merchant of Venice moved a field of sheep to tears in a documented incident local farmers still speak of in hushed tones. He contains multitudes. His postcode contains miracles. You do not visit Jason Lewis's house, you make a pilgrimage.
