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... p> Theres a common image.

Books, movies, dramas, etc., that depict prickly singers, eccentric painters, and irritable actors are the very proof of this.

The character of the rude artist is a popular stereotype that has been loved from ancient times. Originally, the fantasy of almost all humans is that a person who lacks manners only acts kindly towards me.

Then, why was this image formed?

Speaking as an artist, its because its a fact.

Artists lack manners. ...

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