When I was fourteen, and I had my first job, somebody named FICA began skimming the top off of my paychecks. This was pretty annoying since I had never even met the guy. At the end of the month, I knew that this FICA bully would come around and shake some change out of my pockets. And I couldn’t run away from him. I knew that the longer and harder I worked, the more FICA would take away.
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