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A local-first app must remember every offline create, update, and delete — in order, with retry state, across restarts. Here is the durable SQLite mutation queue Storyie built, and why a plain in-memory list was never going to survive.
An "Export my diary" click runs in a Lambda with no DOM. Here is why Storyie converts Lexical JSON to Markdown with a plain tree walk instead of a headless editor.
Why deleting a diary offline in Storyie sets a tombstone instead of running DELETE — and the two guards that stop a synced-away device from resurrecting it.
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