That’s where PhoneGap came in. The promise was seductive: write your app once, using the web skills you already have, and it would wrap it up like a gift for both iPhone and Android. It was a bridge. And tonight, he needed to cross it.
He smiled.
The rain kept falling. The iMac kept groaning. But Marc was no longer staring at a progress bar. He was building his bridge. télécharger phonegap
Marc read that review at 2 a.m. in his studio, the same old iMac humming beside him. That’s where PhoneGap came in
Marc’s stomach turned to lead. Léo. The smooth-talker from the co-working space who had smiled at Marc’s pitch over cheap beer three months ago, nodding, asking questions, taking notes behind his fake glasses. taking notes behind his fake glasses.