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Fast breederThe fast breeder is a type of nuclear reactor designed primarily for the purpose of producing ("breeding") plutonium for use in nuclear weapons or for refueling of the reactor.One design of a power reactor, specifically designed to address the waste disposal and plutonium issues, was the Integral Fast Breeder Reactor (a.k.a. Integral Fast Reactor)[1] (http://www.nuc.berkeley.edu/designs/ifr/)[2] (http://www.nationalcenter.org/NPA378.html). Being a "breeder" it was designed to be fueled ONCE, then produce all its own fuel during operation. To solve the waste disposal problem, it had an on site electrorefining[?] fuel reprocessing unit that recycled the uranium and all the transuranics (not just plutonium) via electroplating, leaving just short half-life fission products[?] in the waste. Some of these fission products could later be separated for industrial or medical uses and the rest sent to a waste repository (where they would not have to be stored for anywhere near as long as wastes containing long half-life transuranics). It would NOT be possible to divert fuel from this reactor to make bombs, as several of the transuranics spontaniously fission rapidly enough that any assembly would simply melt before it could be completed. The project was canceled in the late 1980s after all elements of the system had been tested, but before engineering designs could be completed for an operational power plant. As of 2001, two fast breeders remained in operation worldwide, neither of which was in the United States. [3] (http://www.nrc.gov/reading-rm/doc-collections/nuregs/staff/sr1350/index.html) Please fix this stub. E. B. Triscoe and Miss
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looked at the life about him with no wish to penetrate it deeply.
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already, and so near one of the greatest ports of the world, the spacious
quite flat, with a fine mesh of wrinkles on its surface, and the sun
wind, there was no resistance in the sultry air, the thin, dun smoke from
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could wonder if they felt it or envied him. At Hoboken he had seen
either retired from the crowd, or they had already conformed to the
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glasses were better than his eyes had been; but there were analogies. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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