I'm Chum Masunu. I go by Rahim.

If you're still here...
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I’m a Tanzanian soul walking American streets, chasing dreams with nothing but grit, heart, and a laugh loud enough to resurrect silence. Picture a hyena in a tickle fight with someone gasping for air. It can be contagious, but mostly concerning. My wife calls it annoying. (Only when I’m laughing at her 😘).

Contrary to what the headlines scream, good work is still built by good people with good stories stitched from their lives... human moments like when my toddler gives me a pretend ice cream just to burst into tears a moment later because I “pretend” ate the “pretend” ice cream (don’t judge🫣 I was pretend hungry).

I like to make things and tell stories. I bring the goodness in me and seek the goodness in others, while doing it with good people. I make with joy, with hustle, and a busted-volume-knob kind of energy.

Let’s go.